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The Sacrifice Part 3 – The Visitor

The slaveboy is forced to sexually service his sadistic uncle’s visitor (including worshiping his feet) whose identity comes as a shocking surprise.
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The Sacrifice Part 3 – The Visitor
by UKBastinado
Series: The Sacrifice

It was 11am when the doorbell rang. Richard opened the door and allowed Matthew to enter the house. Matthew was shown to the lounge and offered a seat and a drink. “Are you sure you want to see my slave boy?” Richard asked. Matthew insisted that he was anxious to see the new boy and asked again if it would be possible. Richard could see no reason but wondered just what he would get out of the encounter. “You want to meet my slave but why should I permit it, I get nothing out of the meeting. If you are so anxious to see my boy then maybe you should willingly submit to being used by me for my own enjoyment?” Matthew drew back and saw visions of being stripped and used by Richard in payment for seeing the new slave boy. He indicated his dislike at being used in that way and Richard responded with another option. “How about you allow yourself to be serviced by my slave? Allow him to strip you naked, to service your feet, sucking your cock and taking you anally. Would you be willing to be serviced by my boy and fucked by him? That would satisfy me many times over and you will have seen my boy and enjoyed my boy as well as being taken by my boy.” Matthew sat in silence. This was not what he had in mind and he had no option but to refuse. “Well Matthew, sorry that you have wasted your time. Anytime you wish to re-think you are welcome to come back.” Matthew stalled and asked if they could renegotiate. He HAD to see the new slave. “Matthew, you are 19 years of age, you are a fit young man and I enjoy seeing fit young men bollock naked. You wish to see my slave boy and I want to see him serve you and fuck you. I am not asking for money but rather for entertainment. Would you rather fuck him?” Matthew sat down and contemplated the offer. He was so desperate to see the slave boy but seeing him was all that he wanted. Now he had to not only choose to strip and be served by him but also to have sexual relations with him. He had no choice. It was agree or not see the boy. He HAD to see the boy. Matthew looked at Richard and said “Yes Sir, I agree. But I cannot decide if I should fuck him or he fuck me. I am not gay and I really do not want this.” Richard poured a drink, sat down and considered the situation. “Maybe you fuck each other. Yes, that is the offer. take it or leave it.” Matthew had no option. Richard placed a contract in front of Matthew. It was a contract that claimed that due to Matthew being found unlawfully in the grounds of Richards house an amicable agreement had been reached. Matthew would be used as practice for Richard’s new slave boy. Sexual relations between the slave and Matthew would be expected and guided by Richard. Any failure to comply with the agreement would see Matthew arrested and if found guilty enslaved to Richard for a period of one year. Richard was a powerful man and for certain if Matthew failed to comply with the agreement then he would be enslaved. It was agreed.

Joshua was relieved that no bells had rang by 11am. He was in so much pain. He was suffering from the previous days lashing and walking with burns on the soles of his feet. He did not want to be punished again today but somehow he did not think that he would get away without another dose of punishment. His new master wanted to see him suffer and he had already made a good start and issued a threat or maybe a promise. Four burns could be ten the next time his soles were made to suffer. Joshua took advantage of his late morning. He had a meeting with the estate nurse at 11.30am and would at least get his wounds attended to. The rest of the day was a mystery.

Ten minutes after the nurse had treated his back and his soles, the bell rang. He assumed waiting position. He was collected by his master and taken to the main sitting room and ordered to assume a kneeling waiting position. “Today boy we have a guest. A young man who heard that I have a new slave boy and he is anxious to see you. He has made an agreement with me, in payment for being allowed to see you, to be subject to being used by you under my instruction. I have to point out that he was not happy to agree to this but he is a good looking 19 year old and I just have to get him naked. You will remember that you are a slave. You will behave like a slave at all times. Any failure to obey will result in dire consequences for our guest and of course you will be flogged and beaten without mercy. Do we understand boy?” Joshua acknowledged that he understood. “You will remain in position head bowed. The guest will sit before you and you will service his feet. You will not look at him. You will remain submissive, you are a slave! He has been instructed not to speak until permitted to do so.”

A chair was placed in front of Joshua and after a short wait the guest sat down in front of him. All that Joshua could see was a pair of feet in black trainers.

Richard instructed, “No hands boy”.

Joshua was looking down at someone’s shoes, someone that he had never seen before. Another experience that reminded him that he had no rights and that slavery was so demeaning. All he could do was obey. He leant forwards and took the laces between his teeth and a few minutes later both trainers had been removed. The socks were no real problem to remove and very quickly he was looking down at a pair of young bare feet. He guessed that the feet he was kissing belonged to someone around his own age. Joshua wondered how much this guy had paid for this service and was this the start of his master selling his services. Feelings of deep humiliation swept over Joshua. Having a single master to serve was humiliating enough but to be made to serve anyone and everyone that wanted service was deeply humiliating and made Joshua feel so insignificant.

Matthew sat in the chair with his bare feet in the hands of the slave boy who was gently kissing them as if he was in love with them. The slave had certainly been trained well, he was so submissive and meek. With the boys head bowed down to his feet, Matthew could see the lash lines criss crossing the slaves back. He wanted to ask the slave if he was ok and to enter into conversation but that was not permitted. He felt so sad for Joshua. Matthew was permitted thirty minutes of relaxing foot service before Richard’s voice cut through the service and instructed Joshua to look down at the floor. Matthew was told that it was the time for him to strip naked but thought that it would be good to make the day a little more interesting.

Richard was pleased with the way the day was going and things were about to get much better. “Visitor, please stand and await the services of my slave boy. Slave I want you to slowly remove our guests clothing. Nice and slow, so I can enjoy it” Matthew stood and the chair was removed. Joshua stood from his waiting position looked at the visitor and froze in shock when he saw that the person he was to serve was his brother, Matthew.

The two brothers were face to face for the first time since Joshua had been taken into slavery. Richard was delighted. “Well what a surprise, face to face for the first time since Joshua was taken and enslaved. Now I have legal ownership of one of you and a contract that will give me enslavement of young Matthew for one whole year if that contract is broken. Trust me, I can easily make it look like the contract was breached. So, I am finally going to enjoy watching my boy serve his brother sexually and then enjoy watching young Matthew return the favour. So, are you going to give me a pleasurable display of servitude or will I be needing a second slave cell?” The brothers were emotionally wrecked. They were trapped. It was Matthew who broke the silence and asked his brother to do what had to be done. He promised to submit without resistance and Joshua knew that they were caught in a trap. They had no choice. With tears trickling down his cheeks Joshua began to strip his brother naked. For the two young men the next few hours were the worst hours of their young lives, for Richard it was a few hours of utter satisfaction. It could not have been any better. The way he had made his two eldest nephews submit to his desires so easily was a masterstroke and he fully intended to see the humiliation and punishment continue. Richard had a proposal for the two boys.

“Well boys, that was enjoyable, do you not agree? Slave, get down on your knees and Matthew stand and listen. Why the tears? Do you not agree that the last few hours were immensely enjoyable? No? Oh come on you sucked each other off really well and took and delivered anal without too much fuss. I saved you the pain of a flogging or a foot whipping. I enjoyed your performance.” It was of course Matthew who spoke since Joshua had no rights to speak. “Sir, that was awful for both of us. We are brothers! All I needed was to see my brother. The brother that I miss and love, the brother that is enslaved to you, his own uncle. You enjoyed making two brothers use each other sexually all because our father treated you badly. Sir I am not making any judgements about our father or his behaviour. But please Sir, we are both innocent. We are good guys and we do not deserve to be treated like this. Sir PLEASE give my brother his freedom, PLEASE SIR.”

Richard sat and listened with a look of amusement on his face. His response was not quite what Matthew had hoped for. “So you are not happy with my treatment eh boys? Frankly I don’t care what you think. Joshua is legally my slave and you were under contract. All legal and above board. Ever since the country re-legalised slavery this plan for revenge has been planned and orchestrated. You want me to free my boy and stop making my brother and his family suffer? No, I don’t think so. However, I might consider a way to reduce your brothers suffering and even maybe grant his freedom much sooner than originally planned. Would you like to hear my suggestion?” Of course Matthew wanted to hear how this could become a reality and following one last plea for mercy Richard outlined his plan. “So, right now I have one slave, my brother’s son. All very satisfying. I am entitled to keep him enslaved for the whole of his life if I so desire, and maybe I will. I could enjoy him for a while, ten years maybe, and then have him executed. But my motivation is based on making my brother and his family suffer. Joshua is just the means to an end. What if my brother was to lose both his eldest sons to slavery? Twice the pain for him and twice the pleasure for me. So here is my offer. Matthew, if you willingly sign away your rights to freedom and sign yourself over to me as my slave, I will agree to free you both in five years time. Your service to me will pay for your fathers sins. If you do not agree then I make a pledge to keep Joshua in my service for the next ten years after which I will sell him at a slave auction. He will enjoy enslavement for his whole life. Now I am aware that Joshua has already accepted this fact and has come to terms with it. I am also aware that he has been through professional slave training and you have not. I am sure that a whip will train just as well and you will accustom yourself to slavery very quickly. Besides you have your brother to teach you during your down time. So, what will it be? Maybe you need time to talk together? I will grant you two hours together in Joshua’s cell. I expect an answer when we next talk. I cannot enforce your enslavement. I own the mortgage company that had the power to do that where Joshua was concerned but I need you to come willingly”

The boys were led down to the slave cell. Matthew was denied the return of his clothing and the two naked boys sat and discussed their futures. It was a conversation full of heated arguments and compassionate encouragement. Joshua did not want to see his brother go through the hell of slavery. Matthew wanted to do all he could to see his brother set free. Five years was inevitable for Joshua but Matthew was under no obligation and Joshua saw no reason why his brother should suffer. He was paying the price, trained to pay the price and could see no reason to give Richard any means of more pleasure and satisfaction.

“So you boys having difficulty coming to a conclusion eh? Ok well lets postpone the decision. Matthew, you have an invite to a special party next Wednesday evening in the ambassador rooms of the Nighthawks private clubhouse. I have laid on a special party where my slave boy will be the centre of attention. Here is your invite. You will need it to gain admission. On Thursday at 11am knock on my door if you wish to talk to your brother again. My offer will remain open.”

Matthew agreed and was handed his clothing. He dressed, said goodbye to his brother and was shown to the door.

Richard returned to the slave cell where Joshua was waiting. He dropped his trousers and gave the order for Joshua to suck him off.

UKBastinado

Posted on 4 November 2014 | 9:15 am

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The Sacrifice Part 2 – Luke’s New Master

Luke has finished his harsh slave training and been auctioned off to a new owner. In this chapter he meets his new Master who turns out to be his sadistic uncle. Despite his well-trained submissive and obedient manner, Luke is subjected to harsh treatment including an intense whipping and foot torture on his perfect soles.
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The Sacrifice Part 2 – Luke’s New Master
by UKBastinado
Series: The Sacrifice

Luke was placed in strong restraints and taken to the van by his new owner. It was a long drive and the longer the journey the more he got anxious about his new life.

Upon arrival at a large house somewhere in Scotland, he was taken and placed in a kneeling inactive position in the large living room of his new owner. It was only a short wait before his new Master entered the room. Luke was shocked to see that his uncle was his new owner. His uncle was one of those relatives that you hardly ever saw and he had only met his uncle maybe a dozen times in the 18 years of his life. Luke could not believe what he was seeing. His uncle had raised enough funds to buy him. Confusion rattled around the boys head as his slave training told him that he was a slave with no rights but now he finds himself back with a family member. It was the first words spoken by his uncle that quickly dispelled any thoughts of release.

“Hello Luke. Stay there and maintain that position Boy! You are my slave not my nephew. Your father begged me to buy you. After a while I decided that it may be profitable for me to buy you and satisfy your father – but then to sell your services to pay me back plus interest. You are a slave Luke and a well-trained slave. Why should I not make money from your unfortunate dilemma? Funny really, you sacrifice yourself to save your family and then a family members buys you and enslaves you for sexual services. How good is that. You are back with your family, your father knows that you are a slave paying me back for saving you but knows nothing of your true life here. I have plans to make a fortune from you in the first few years of ownership. I may then sell you or maybe release you or even have you tortured to death. I figure that a nice long slow painful death would be a great ending to your miserable existence, crucifixion maybe. I have a price list and you are being marketed as a “Slave for hire” as I speak amongst the wealthy businessmen that I associate with. You should sell well. I hope you are a good fuck because I intend using you too for my own pleasure”.

Luke remained in the inactive position. He showed no reaction to the information given to him by his new master. He was after all a slave and had no rights to complain or object. Luke had been trained well. He was a good slave.

“So Luke how would you like to pleasure me boy?”

Without any hesitation Luke answered his new owner.

“Master, Sir would you like me to suck your cock for you Sir? Or maybe pleasure you by servicing your tired bare feet Sir? Thank you Sir for buying me I will work hard to serve you Master. I fuck well Sir I am sure you would enjoy fucking me and using me Sir. I will try to repay you quickly Sir and represent you well. I am Sir your humble slave boy nothing more Sir and I expect to be worked hard and beaten when I let you down. Sir, I find having the soles of my feet beaten to be most effective in teaching me Sir. Would you like me to present my soles to you now Sir? Electric cables humble me and teach me to serve better Sir. I am your humble slave. It is a pleasure to serve you Sir”.

Richard Taylor, Luke’s new Master, was quite surprised if not a little disappointed at the response of his new slave boy. For many years he had desperately wanted to pay back his brother for childhood bullying and enslaving his son was a great way to go about it. Finally he was in a position to enjoy not only some revenge but enjoy the services of a highly trained young slave. Richard sat in his favourite chair and watched young Luke patiently sit in the waiting position. The new slave said nothing. No begging for his uncle to be merciful. No tears, no whimpering and no questions about his family. Melrose had trained the boy well. He really did have no ambition to be anything other than a slave. This was going to take some of the fun out of extracting revenge. After all Richard WANTED his brothers son to fight his enslavement to his own uncle.

“Would you not like to know about your family, boy?” Richard asked hoping to kick start a conversation that would justify a punishment. Not that he needed any justification but he would certainly have liked a reason to put a cane across the boys soles.

“Sir, I have no family now. I was sold to cover debts. I miss them Sir but I know that my suffering and my servitude saved my family. Sir, I am here to serve you now.” Although he tried to prevent emotion he could not stop a single tear from rolling down his face. Luke apologised for his emotional outburst and Richard just smiled. It was a very satisfied smile. “Well, let’s do nothing until tomorrow boy. You need to settle into your new cell.”

Luke was taken downstairs into the lower basement area of the large house. One of the rooms had the door removed and replaced with a door of iron bars. Clearly this was to be Luke’s cell while he served his new Master. The cell was a reasonable size and comprised a bed with a fairly hard thin prison style mattress, a washbasin (complete with soap, toothpaste, shampoo and an electric razor), a toilet and a shower unit. It was by far the best cell that he had been given since being taken into slavery.

“You will remain naked at all times and observe all that you have been taught. When I make my way down the stairs a bell will ring and you need to ensure that you have assumed a waiting position when I arrive at your cell door. If you look out of your bars to the opposite wall you will see a clock. This clock will sound an alarm at 7am each morning. You have one hour of privacy in which you will have had time to shit, shower and shave. I would love to fuck you tonight but I have decided to permit you time to settle into your new surroundings. I will see you in the morning.”

Luke settled down in his new slave cell which for a slave was a cell full of luxury and comfort. The shock of finding himself enslaved to his uncle had not really taken a hold and he lay on his bed with thoughts of his family members going through his mind. He would so love to be able to see his family again but by the way his uncle had been talking, he could not see that being anytime soon. Luke settled down to his first night’s sleep.

Morning came quickly and the alarm sounded waking Luke from a good night sleep. He had one hour to himself to prepare for his first full day of enslavement to his new master. Even though Luke was a slave he still wanted to be presentable. He knew that a clean shaved slave would be appreciated and maybe treated better, especially by a new master. Even though the slave cell was well equipped it was still basic and all that was on offer was a cold shower, which was expected and came as no surprise to Luke. After enjoying a meager but very welcome breakfast that had been delivered to the cell via a small dumbwaiter style lift, he settled into a waiting position and awaited the appearance of his new master. Luke knelt down on the cell floor with his body erect, head bowed, chest out, hands behind back and with wrists crossed palms on view. He settled into this position and waited.

After a while the bell sounded indicating that his new master was on his way to enjoy the first full day with his new slave boy. The door at the top of the stairs opened and Richard came down to the slave cell. He spent some time walking around his new slave boy and enjoyed the sight of Luke’s well kept naked body, he enjoyed running his hands over his slave’s chest and teasing his nipples, he enjoyed taking Luke’s flaccid cock in his hands and teasing it into erecting and most of all he enjoyed his boy’s smooth naked soles. Throughout his masters inspection Luke remained in position and remained silent. Luke knew that he had to get a grip and control his emotions. This was not his uncle but his master and he had to be able to see things through legal eyes rather than through emotions. If Richard was serious then Luke would be used sexually, put to work, hired out and beaten as and when Richard wanted and there was nothing Luke could do about it.

Richard snapped out an order, “Stand Up Boy, feet apart”. Luke stood, legs apart and with his hands behind his back. “I have a dilemma boy. I am not sure what I should do with you. Oh I would enjoy having you serve me and being my bitch. Knowing that I have my brothers son serving me, well that would be satisfying for sure. However, maybe I just want to see you suffer. For years your dad made me suffer, made me the butt of all his jokes and made certain that I felt insecure and inadequate. Maybe I just want to see you in pain, suffering to pay me back. Maybe I want your enslavement to be a mixture of service and suffering. There is another option. You are after all my nephew and unfortunate circumstances has made you my slave. Maybe that is enough to punish my brother? Maybe I should treat you as a slave but treat you well and enjoy your body, your service and your company. Do you have any suggestions, Joshua?”

He called Luke “Joshua”, this is a great honour for a slave to be addressed by his pre slave name and Luke was unsure how to respond. Carefully, he replied hoping that his attitude would go in his favour. “Sir, Master, I don’t know what to say Sir. It has been hard for me leaving my family behind and I have suffered greatly Sir. I had no option but to agree to enslavement Sir. I have lost everything that a human can lose other than life itself. I have been taught how to serve, I have had all my self-worth removed from me Sir and I have had no option but to embrace slavery. Sir, I was unaware that there were issues between you and my father and I am sorry to hear that. For what it is worth Sir you were always a great uncle to me. I am now your property, your slave. I cannot expect any treatment outside of what I am legally bound to. I am a slave Sir and I will serve you as well as I possibly can. Whatever you decide Sir, to punish or to use me or maybe to sell my services, I will do my best Sir to serve well.”

Richard pulled up a chair and sat down in front of his new slave. “That was a very honest answer boy and very much appreciated. From this point onwards I restore your pre slave name. You are to be called Joshua. This will be registered on the national slave register. Now I need time to consider my options. Get down on your knees boy. Keep your hands behind your back at all times and kiss and lick my bare feet. I want to see you serve, I want to see your words put into practice.”

Joshua dropped to his knees and without any hesitation carefully untied Richards shoe laces and removed his shoes and socks by using just his mouth. He made sure that the shoes and socks were placed carefully aside and gently, seductively began to kiss the bare feet of his new master. Joshua had learnt how to make sure that a foot service would be immensely enjoyable and he made certain that this first foot service would set a good standard. The soles were treated with utmost respect. Soles were licked and kissed and the toes were individually sucked. It was clear that Richard very much enjoyed having his feet treated in this way and Joshua hoped that it would persuade his new master that service was better than punishment. Richard ordered his new boy to give some attention to his cock, removing his jeans and ordering Josh to “Suck”. Again Josh made sure that his service to his masters cock and balls was top class and it was not long before his mouth was filled with warm sticky cum. He swallowed and cleaned his lips before settling back to await new orders. Richard leant forwards and lips touched. They kissed for quite a while before Richard broke contact and ordered Joshua back to his cell. “I will return later boy. Stop shaving your head, I want to enjoy you with a full head of hair. I want you to physically be the Joshua that I remember so well, although your training has given you a much more refined body. Tonight I intend to punish you. I want to see how it feels to me to inflict pain on my brothers son. Get some rest and be thankful that you are being given time to yourself.”

Joshua was permitted almost the whole day to himself in his new slave cell. He lay on his bunk still trying to come to terms with what had happened to him. He had already accepted life in slavery, he had no option. His family came first and losing his own life to save those of his family was what he considered to be the only honourable thing to do. He had accepted life as a slave but to be enslaved to his uncle was something that he had not foreseen. It was hard to deal with but legally he had no option. Joshua was a registered slave owned by Richard Taylor and there were no regulations that said family members could not buy them.

It was 8pm when the bell sounded to indicate that the master was on his way down to the slave cell. Joshua responded by assuming a kneeling waiting position and waited for the master to make his appearance. One hour after the bell had rung, the master made his appearance. It was clear that Richard wanted his new boy to be reminded that he was a slave and one hour in a humiliating waiting position was a good way to drop a small reminder. Joshua heard the door at the top of the steps open but heard no footsteps. About a minute later the masters bare feet appeared in front of Joshua and without any hesitation they were kissed and welcomed by the waiting slave boy. Richard drew up a chair and enjoyed the foot service. After a while Richard said “Boy, I need to experience punishing you just because I can. I need to see if making you suffer physically just because I have the power will enable me to start to feel satisfaction for the sins of your father. Follow me to the punishment room.” Richard indicated for Joshua to stand and follow. Of course Joshua obeyed. He had been trained to obey without question.

The punishment room had been well prepared and looked as if it had been designed by an expert in slave punishment. This was of course true. Richard had paid the Melrose school to design and build a punishment area that would give him many punishment options. The problem he had now was deciding which punishment or punishments to inflict on his new boy. He was finding it way more difficult than he had expected to treat his nephew in this way. Part of him wanted to see the boy suffer immense physical and emotional distress while the other half was well aware than the boy should not be held responsible for the sins of his father. Joshua’s father had been a real bastard to Richard but he was never sick. Was this huge well orchestrated plan of plotting his nephew into slavery, buying him and making him pay for his father’s sins the act of a sick mind? Maybe it was but Richard had a burning desire to see revenge and now revenge was in his hands. This would his first experience of inflicting pain on his new slave boy and the results of this session would decide Joshua’s future.

Joshua’s wrists were secured together and his arms hauled upwards the ceiling until the soles of his feet had left the ground and he was balancing on his toes. “Time for you to be flogged boy”, Richard said and he made his way to an equipment cupboard and carefully chose a medium grade whip. To this point in his slave life Joshua had not experienced a serious whip being used. Melrose did not want to try to sell whip marked slave boys and any whippings that had been given were with none marking whips. This was for real and Joshua was afraid.

The whip chosen was a whip that would just break the surface of the skin but not cut deeply into the flesh. Richard did not want to damage his new boy but to punish and the chosen whip would do just that. He had taken a full training course with Melrose and was quite proficient at using a whip. Joshua hung from his wrists awaiting the terrible sting of the whip and his body flinched when Richard began running his hands over his back. Richard moved around to face the boy and ran his hands gently over the boys pecks, teased his nipples and said, “Are you ready for the pain boy? You have a beautiful body and I indeed to enjoy it to the full. But tonight is about pain. Yes, I know that is sad but I need to see you suffer. I have chosen a whip that will split skin but not cut into the flesh. I don’t want to carve you up, not just yet anyway. Understand that I am struggling with this as much as you are. For years you were my young nephew, a boy that I enjoyed many good times with. Now you are my slave and a means of revenge for me. I am not entirely at ease. It is harder than I thought it would be. But I have to see this through. I have to know if seeing you in pain at my hands will give me any satisfaction.” Richard moved behind his vulnerable new slave boy and took up position whip in hand.

Joshua hung awaiting the first lash from his masters whip. He knew that this whipping could quite easily define the way his future would go. He was a slave and without any recall to rights or privileges, he could not complain at how he was being used. If his new master enjoyed this then he could face a future of pain and torture. If he found it difficult then maybe his life would be less painful. It was clear that his master needed to satisfy his need for revenge and all Joshua could hope for was the revenge to be as painless as possible. H embraced himself for pain just as the room echoed with the sound of a whip cracking through the air. A split second later the pain exploded. It felt as if someone had taken a naked flame to burn a line across his back. He could feel a slow trickle of blood and before he could take in what had happened the whip lashed across his back a second time. More fire, more blood and more pain. By now the strain on Joshua’s wrists was causing stress and pain to the wrist joints, the whip was delivering pain to his back and the tips of his toes were beginning to cramp. Over and over again the lash split his skin and his screams and pleas for mercy filled the punishment room. Twenty four lashes were laid across the boys back, each and every one inflicting unspeakable pain for no reason other than selfish revenge. For Richard each lash caused his cock to stiffen just that little bit more and by the end his erection was nice and firm. Joshua was lowered to the floor and Richard’s cock offered was to the boys mouth. It was of course taken and while fighting the pain of his lashing Joshua delivered an excellent service taking the masters cum and licking his cock clean. Joshua was instructed to stand while his master inspected the boys lashed back. Joshua was dripping with sweat and fighting the pain while Richard was inspecting the results of his handiwork.

“Over the table boy” Richard instructed while removing his own clothing. “Bend over the table, legs apart”, an instruction that was obeyed without hesitation. A few minutes later Richard’s cock was pounding the boys ass and Richard enjoyed it immensely. After the fucking was over Joshua was given instruction to lie down on one of the punishment tables. Of course he obeyed without hesitation but it was clear that the pain from the lash welts was causing discomfort and making it hard for the boy to lie still. Straps were needed around the wrists to keep the boy in place. The ankles were strapped together and the feet hauled a few feet off the table and secured in place. After a short while Richard began to fondle and stroke the soles of Joshua’s feet. It was no secret that Richard enjoyed a foot fetish and young male feet were a major turn on for him. He so loved Joshua’s feet, beautiful smooth soles with perfect toes and well kept nails.

“Did you enjoy being whipped boy”, Richard asked. This was always a difficult question to answer. Answer yes and more may follow and a negative answer could cause the master to accuse the slave of being ungrateful with even more punishment. Joshua answered and said “No Sir, not really Sir, it always hurts so much. But I understand the need for discipline and for motivational punishments. I have no right to complain Sir, no right to question your decisions Sir and I need to be reminded of my place Sir. I am not ungrateful Sir.”

Richard continued to stroke the boys soles while considering the answer that he had been given. “So you don’t enjoy my lash boy, is that because you have little experience of being flogged by me. Maybe you need more?” Richard mounted the table and straggled the boy with his legs either side of the boys torso, his cock dangling between the boys nipples. Joshua said “Please Sir, I am not ungrateful Sir. Please don’t be angry with me.”

Richard rested the head of his cut cock on Joshua’s lips and order the boy to “Tease my cock”. Joshua teased the head of his masters cock with the tip of his tongue to the delight of his master. He continued until pre cum was running over his lips and his master was ecstatic with delight. The cock was inserted deep into the boys mouth and emptied of cum the master pumping in delight and the boy taking and swallowing in submission. “Ready for some more punishment boy?” Richard asked and Joshua nodded in submission followed by a meek “Yes Sir”.

“Have you ever smoked cigarettes boy?” Richard asked as he moved to the foot of the table. “Very unhealthy to smoke cigarettes, but they do have their uses boy.” Richard removed a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and while talking to Joshua removed and lit eight of the cigarettes. He placed them down on an ash tray allowing them to start to slowly burn down. “Sorry for keeping you waiting boy but I need these cigarettes to be burning nice and hot. I will be extinguishing them nice and slowly on the soles of your beautiful bare feet. Until then, while we are waiting for them to burn, well maybe I will enjoy your soles a little more.”

Richard ignored the slave boys polite and respectful pleas for mercy, took the boys feet into his hands and enjoyed licking the wonderfully smooth soles and sucking the toes. Soon enough the cigarettes were nice and hot and ready to be put to use. “Time for you to suffer again boy. It is a shame that these nice smooth soles are going to be suffering. But the burns will heal and the soles will recover ready for me to burn them again. Since this is your first experience of having your soles burnt in this way I have decided to be lenient. I will inflict four burns to each sole. Next time I may inflict ten burns to each sole. But this is your first day and there is no reason to be too harsh.”

Taking the first cigarette into his hands and grasping the boys right foot, Richard could not help but look at his slaves face and notice the fear that was so clear in the boys eyes. Holding the foot secure the burning cigarette tip was slowly pressed into the boys right instep. Immediately the toes clenched and Joshua let out a scream of pain. The cigarette was slowly twisted into the sole giving the master immense pleasure. Two cigarettes later and Richard was again enjoying a hard cock and the boy was screaming and suffering with no hope for mercy. Slowly, one by one the eight sticks of burning torture were extinguished on the soft vulnerable soles of Joshua’s feet. The screams turned to uncontrollable sobs and pleas for mercy, but of course no mercy was shown. Eight cigarettes on and Richard declared the days torture over. Joshua could return to his cell.

The rest of the evening was his to enjoy and recover. The first day with his new master was over. Joshua settled down in his cell and lay on his bed face down hoping that the results of the lashing would heal quickly. For Richard it had been a day of discovery. Yes, he enjoyed having sexual relations with his new boy and it certainly bought satisfaction knowing that he was abusing for revenge. But the lashing, burns and squeals of pain also bought satisfaction. It had been a good day for Richard but now it was time to enjoy a movie knowing that in his cellar lay a boy who had helped him start to repay his brother for all the childhood hurt caused by bullying. For the boy it had not been such a good day.

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Captured Abroad – Part 4

Hunter’s sexual training continues and he forced to perform in another public show this time featuring naked oil wrestling.
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Captured Abroad – Part 4
by Connor Matthews
Series: Captured Abroad

In the morning I found myself curled up against Cory, much to my surprise. I had never slept with anyone, except Rory when we were younger, and certainly not naked. Now here I was curled up against a naked guy. Strangely it was kind of nice, but I’ll deny that if asked. I had my usual morning boner and I wondered if I should get up quietly and go piss it away. I moved slightly and Cory turned to look at me.

“Morning!” he smiled. “I think you’re all ready to go.” He felt behind him and took hold of my cock. “If you just stay like that, I’ll take it from here.”

I shrugged and figured I might as well. My dick was already hard and I needed a piss, so let’s just get the fucking out of the way. Cory lubed me up and then aimed it at his ass. He backed up against me and I slid easily into him. It felt incredible and he just swallowed my dick all the way. He reached around and grabbed my arm and pulled it over his chest so that I was basically hugging him. My need to get this over with took over and I thrust in and out of him. As I did it, I felt my whole body begin to tingle and change. All my attention went to the feeling in my cock and the messages it was sending to my brain. I think it was screaming, `we’re getting laid, we’re getting laid!’ I tried telling it that we were fucking a dude, and it yelled back, `who gives a shit, we’re getting laid!’ So I just blocked everything and kept fucking. I didn’t last long and fired my morning jizz into my bed partner.

“That was an awesome way to wake up! Thanks Hunter. Let’s go get a shower and go for breakfast.”

I needed a wicked piss now and even though my dick was still semi hard, we ran to the bathroom. I hit the toilet stall and emptied my bladder which got my entire body back under control. Cory was in the shower along with several other people. Most of them were guys, but one was a girl. Cory pulled me under the shower he was in and we washed each other again. I had a feeling I might not be showering alone while I was here. Another guy came up and grabbed me by the dick and gave it a couple of quick strokes.

“Hey, new guy, I’m Tarrick.”

“Hunter,” I said as I moved back slightly so that my dick came out of his hand. He got closer and looked behind me and shoved his thumb up my ass.

“Dude, can you take your thumb out of there, please.”

“Sorry man, just checking to see how tight you were. I’m looking forward to hooking up with you. When is he free to use?” He asked Cory.

“He’s free as of this morning, but we have a lot of training to do. I’m sure he will need time to handle that monster anyway,” Cory told him. I couldn’t help but look down. He was soft, but it was easily six inches long and his balls looked like he maybe had been given two sets. I wondered how big something like that must get when it was hard. Mine was maybe half that size soft and it went to 8 inches. Could he go to 16 inches? If so, I was going to be sure to avoid him for the next 29 days.

“Tarrick here has probably the thickest dick in the whole place. I’ll bring him over to our room one day and you can watch him fuck me with it. You’ll be impressed.”

`Oh lucky me!’ I thought sarcastically. Not one of the things on my to do list.

“Too bad I can’t fuck you right now. I’m so horny dude.”

“Tarrick, go stuff it in Nelson over there. I know he can’t get enough of that thing.”

I looked over at the small framed guy standing alone in the shower soaping himself up. Tarrick grinned and ran over to him. He bent him forward and got down on his knees to rim his ass before standing up and fucked him senseless. Nelson was moaning and grunting so loud that you could probably hear him half way around the house.

“Told you he liked it,” Cory laughed to me as we finished showering. I had to step over two girls lying on the floor 69ing with each other. I’d never actually seen that before so I took my time drying off as I watched. Cory flicked my dick to get my attention. I looked down and I was sporting a raging bone.

“Guess we know what turns you on,” he chuckled. “Better put that thing away before half the guys in the house jump on it.” We ran back to the bedroom as Cory told me we had to make the bed to keep things neat and tidy before running downstairs. We dropped the towel we had used for sex into a hole in the hallway which Cory said went to the laundry. I followed him down to the kitchen where we sat at the table for breakfast. I was shocked to see that we got cereal, juice, bacon, eggs, pancakes and coffee. The
only time I got breakfast like this was on special occasions. Normally I just got toast or cereal. Sometimes I splurged and went to McDonald’s, but then I had to go on a run to make sure I didn’t get fat.

I was halfway through my meal when I almost shot out of my chair in surprise. I looked under the table and there was a guy between my legs sucking my dick. “What the fuck?”

“That’s Eldridge. He has kitchen duty this week,” laughed Cory.

“Uh hi?!” I said looking at him. “I don’t really need a blowjob thanks.”

Eldridge shrugged, smiled and moved on to someone else. “You coulda warned me,” I said pushing Cory on the shoulder playfully.

“Way more fun to watch your reaction. Don’t worry, eventually you’ll rush down here just to get the first blowjob of the morning.”

“Don’t bet on that,” I laughed. We finished breakfast and a guy took our plates. “So what do we do now?”

“Since you’re training all week, we begin with exercise first. We’ll be going for a 5km run and then hit the gym for an hour. After that we can take it easy until lunch. Immediately after lunch we will attend the afternoon show. Normally all you have to do is check the posted list at 11am to see if you are part of the show or not. If you are, you go get cleaned up and report to wherever it says on the list by 1pm. If you’re not, then you just go back to chores. Since you are training all week, we both have to attend the show to watch so that you understand what might be expected. Some are actually fun, others not so much.

“Can we refuse to do the show if we can’t do what is required?” I asked trying to find loopholes in this bizarre situation.

“No, but then you won’t know what the show is until you show up. Don’t worry too much about it though. It usually only lasts an hour. The worst one I went to was a guy who had been given a twelve year punishment. The show was him being circumcised and given nipple and eyebrow piercings. I almost puked when I saw the blood. Once the show was over he was given to another man to take with him. Mr. Colson doesn’t keep long term guys here. I think he prefers fresh new faces. Mason and I have been here the longest, that’s why we end up doing most of the training. I don’t mind as it usually saves me from having to do the gross chores. Plus I get a private bedroom. If you were part of the afternoon show, then you have the afternoon off, which is a bit of a bonus. Then it’s dinner at 6pm and the night is pretty much anything you want. Occasionally, Mr. Colson will summon one of us to entertain his guests, but usually he just saves that for his shows or parties. Of course, we can expect anything. He sometimes has all of us in an orgy, but those are pretty rare, like last night. He was putting two virgins together for the sake of breeding, so he made a big event out of it.”

“Is that even legal? He used me to breed a chick without my permission.”

“While you’re doing punishment, they can pretty much use you for whatever they want as long as they don’t leave permanent marks on you or endanger your life.

“So do we get the afternoon off if we’re not part of the show?” So far it sounded kinda easy. If all I had to do was have a little bit of sex with Cory, I might be able to handle it. He was a good looking guy and was pretty friendly too.

“No, you and I will spend the afternoon training.”

“More exercise?” I mean I work out at home, but this seemed excessive. I was already really fit and toned.

“No. We will be training sexually. Since you’re a virgin, I have a week to show you everything. You have to know how to do it all in case you get called for something.”

“Just so I understand. We have sex when we wake up, then from 2pm to 6pm and then again when we go to bed?”

“Pretty much. That’s just for the first week though. After that it becomes more random. But expect the unexpected during the training. As much as I wish it could just me you and I, there will be times I have to involve others to show you stuff. It starts easy and gets a bit more extreme as the week goes on.”

“Like what?” I asked part from curiosity, part from nervous fear.

“Best if you just go through it slowly one thing at a time. I don’t want to scare you, or freak you out before you’re ready to move through each step. The only thing that I don’t know about yet is when you’ll get fisted or whether I am supposed to open you up or turn you over to Mr. Colson. I find that out later today.”

I kinda wish he hadn’t said that as I’d almost forgotten about it and I was still hoping that he’d forget. We headed outside to the back yard and into a small shed. It was filled with shoes and Cory showed me where mine were located. I smiled when I saw that they were my actual runners. Rory’s were right next to them as well. My socks were clean and inside the shoes. We put them on and went for a run. I really didn’t like running in the nude. My junk was banging up and down against my legs and stomach and it also didn’t help that we were out on the street naked for part of it, although most of the run was through the trails in the forest. I think we ran 100 kilometres, but Cory assured me it was only 5. We got back and the shoes were put away and the socks hung from the heels. Cory said that way they could be washed and returned. We headed downstairs to the workout area and began a routine that seemed to work every muscle in my body. This I was familiar with, although I had never done it naked before. Plus several guys went by and as they said hi, they would feel whatever part of my body they were interested in. Some felt my chest or abs. Others held my cock or balls and one or two checked out my ass. By the end of the hour, I was getting used to being touched and pretty much ignored it. What was I going to do, turn around and punch them? It wouldn’t be worth the consequences. Plus there was something strangely fascinating about people admiring me like this. Perverted, but fascinating. Once we finished, we hit the shower and then relaxed and played pool for a while. Lunch was another great meal and I checked under the table for Eldridge, but no one was there this time.

Cory showed me where the sheet was for the show. There were 8 names on it, all guys and the meeting place was the backyard, so we went out and sat on the ground. In the middle of the yard was a large square shallow enclosure partially filled with oil, almost about the depth of a kid’s paddling pool but much larger in floor size. Around three sides were chairs and slowly they began to fill up with the guests that were here for the show. I wondered where all these guys came from that showed up for these things. I guess there are more horny guys than I imagined. Mr. Colson came out and said that today’s show was oil wrestling. All eight guys would wrestle at the same time and the idea was to fuck one of the guys. If you got fucked you were out and had to go around and give blowjobs to any of the guests that were naked. The last guy left was free to leave and not have to suck anyone. It also meant that the first guy fucked would have the most blowjobs to give. Cory and I were seated off to the side next to Mason and Rory and I smiled at him and said hi, but was warned that we were to be quiet and invisible as we were just observers.

It began and after just a few minutes, I noticed that many of the guys had their cocks out and were stroking themselves as they watched the guys wrestling. If it wasn’t for the fact that they were naked and trying to fuck, the actual wrestling in oil looked like a lot of fun. It reminded me of one of those greased pig contests you see at the annual fair. It didn’t take long for one guy to be held down and fucked by someone else. The wrestling looked a little rough as the guys were slammed to the ground and flipped over as another tried to fuck them. Maybe I should have tried this technique yesterday to avoid being raped. The first guy fucked climbed out of the pool covered in oil and crawled around to one of the naked guests. The rules were that the guest had to be completely out of his clothes in order to get a blow job. If they just had their dicks out, they weren’t eligible. More than half were completely naked already. The fucking moved quickly and I almost laughed a few times as I watched guys slipping and falling everywhere as they tried to get their dicks into someone. I felt sorry for the smaller weaker guys and I decided right there that I would workout harder to make sure I was one of the stronger guys.

By the time the show was over, the naked guests were covered in as much oil as the wrestlers. None of the guests had kept their clothes on, so I was sure that the 7 wrestlers must have had sore jaws by the time they were done. Most of the guys shot their loads and at the end of the hour, everyone disappeared to get cleaned up. I wondered just how hard it would be to get oil off your entire body. I tried to talk to Rory, but Cory advised against it until our free time. I reluctantly followed Cory back to our bedroom where my first sex lesson was to begin.

“Today is pretty easy Hunter. We will be going over kissing, cuddling and learning how to stimulate the body. We’ll also get into oral sex as well. Nothing too difficult but we I have to show you how to overcome your gag reflex.”

“What’s that?” I asked not exactly sure, although I was familiar with gagging.

“It’s okay to suck a dick just part way down, but some guys have really long dicks that go to the back of your throat and it could cause you to want to throw up or `gag’. It also cuts off your air for a second, so you want to learn how to avoid panicking or wanting to puke. We’ll be working on that. My dick is only 7 inches, so tomorrow, I’ll get Alec in here to help us. His dick is almost 9 inches, but it’s not very thick so he’s good to learn on.”

“9 inches?” Holy shit, I thought I was big.”

“You are, but he is bigger,” grinned Cory as we got onto the bed. He began by massaging my whole body and rubbing me from head to toe. It felt really nice but once he started massing my individual toes, it tickled a little and I squirmed.

“That tickles,” I told him.

“Breathe and tell your toes that nothing is happening,” Cory said as if my toes would actually understand. He worked each one and then the soles of my feet. A couple of times I almost kicked him off the bed. He eventually stopped and showed me a few other sensitive spots, like between my fingers and underarms. Then he worked my ears and neck before massaging my head. If all sex session were going to be like this, then bring `em on. He had me turn over and did my front including my penis which was enjoying itself way too much. I was no longer embarrassed to be hard in front of Cory since he’d already seen me in this state a few times in just one day. Once he had gone over my whole body showing sensitive spots and how to massage them, he lay on top of me and we got to the kissing. I thought I was okay at it, but he gave me lots of pointers about how far to open my mouth, how much to use my tongue, when to push my tongue into his mouth instead of just letting him do all the work and how to keep my lips from becoming a soggy wet mess as we kissed for an extended period of time. I had no idea that kissing had so many rules. I had to admit that I needed the lesson, but it would have nicer to have had a girl show me, although it certainly wasn’t unpleasant kissing Cory. After the first hour of it, I was actually kind of enjoying myself. I could feel his hard cock rubbing against mine and it seemed to just help stimulate the kiss even more. He moved from my mouth to kissing my ears, he warned me not to breathe loudly or make a ton of noises when kissing ears as the sound was amplified. I was trying to listen…but he was kissing my ears…

Then he kissed down my neck and sucked on my Adam’s apple for a bit which felt really strange, especially when I had to swallow and it moved. He showed me how to kiss nipples and twist and tweak them, before he continued down my body to my belly button. After he was done in there, I was sure I wouldn’t have to look for belly button lint ever again. That sucker was cleaner than it had ever been. I had no idea that having your belly button kissed could be so hot. He kissed my individual toes and fingers and then went to my balls and showed me how to kiss each one and suck them gently into the mouth and roll them around with your tongue. Ball handling 101 he called it. He told me to turn over so that he could kiss my ass next. I giggled at the thought of it. The number of times I had told someone to do that in school and now here I was actually having someone do it. No wonder people requested it so much, it felt awesome. He was actually kissing my ass. As far as I was concerned he could stay there all day. He turned me back over and showed me how to pull the foreskin back and kiss the tip of the penis and then along the shaft and use tongue to lick it as well. I almost forgot to pay attention as I figured I wouldn’t need to know how to do this when I got back home, but the sensations that he was sending through my body were incredible so I watched to see what actually felt the best. You never know when I might need to tell some girl how to suck my cock. Then he came back up and lay on top of me and looked into my eyes before kissing each eyelid.

“Okay, your turn,” he said as he rolled over and lay on his back.

I looked at the alarm clock hoping that our time would be up, but we had a long way to go yet. I got to work on exploring Cory’s body with my tongue and as I did things he gave me advice and suggestions. If school had been this interactive, I would have aced it. By the time I finished sucking and licking him from head to toe, I was almost out of saliva, so had to have a drink of water. We took a break and then he showed me how to go from a standing position, to moving onto the bed and lying down, all while we were hugging and kissing without breaking apart. A few times I fell backward on the bed too fast and we had to start again. I felt like I was in a movie and the director yelled cut every time I got it wrong. But eventually I got it right. We slowly lowered ourselves to the bed and as he crawled above me, I lay back until he was on top and we were kissing and grinding against each other. I few times I felt his hand grab both our cocks and stroke them together. It was so incredible. Who gave a shit if it was with a guy or not. This was some of the most fun I’ve ever had. I suppose if Cory had been ugly or aggressive or smelly or something I might have enjoyed it less, but he was soft and smooth and really not bad at all for a guy. After a few hours, I no longer had any reservations about kissing him. We tried out different scenarios pretending different things like I was coming home from work and greeted him with a kiss which led to us on the bed together. One scenario he had a towel on and I had to get him on the bed and then unfasten his towel and pull it off as we continued to kiss without losing continuity. I was pretty good at it. I could do any Hollywood romance scene now, even the ones where they show the guys ass. I even learned how to play with Cory’s nipples, which felt strange the first few times, but after a bit, it was fun to lick and kiss them and even pull on them a little with my teeth. Flicking them with my fingers seemed to make them stand up too. I had no idea that guys’ tits had a use, but I found that mine were a little sensitive sometimes when he pulled on them or licked across them. We did a little cock sucking too, and I was able to get his entire cock in my mouth toward the end of the day. I found out what he meant by gagging, especially when he held my head and pushed his full length inside me and I felt it on the back of my throat. I really didn’t like that and it caused my eyes to water and nose to run. There were more than a few times that I thought I must look like a horror flick victim with tears and snot running down my face. Each time he gave me advice when to breathe, how to swallow as his cock got closer to the back of the throat, and other such `wonderful’ things. It still took a ton of practice and I was actually impressed that he was able to stay hard that long. At one point when my whole cock was down his throat, he hummed as he licked the shaft. I almost cracked him in the head as I jumped. He looked up and grinned at me before pulling my pole out of his mouth.

“Don’t tell me,” I laughed. “That was a hummer?”

“Yep. You like?”

“Mmmmm, Hmmmmm!” I hummed as we both laughed. I tried it on him and it just didn’t have the same effect as having it done to me. We went back to kissing when the bedroom door opened and Mr. Colson walked in with a young guy beside him.

“So how’s the training going?” he asked as he walked up to the side of the bed.

“Good.” I said hopefully.

“How far did you get?” He asked Cory.

“Kissing, and basic oral,” he told him quickly.

“Okay. Both of you get off the bed. Hunter, this is Brendan. Show me what you’ve learned today. Start by introducing yourself with a kiss and then take him to bed and get him to cum. Use only the things you learned today.” I looked at all of them figuring they couldn’t be serious, but then around here, no request seemed too strange any more. Brendan was another good looking guy and he was uncircumcised like me, and had the standard brush cut. He was about the same height as me which would help for kissing. Cory just looked at me and grinned and he opened his eyes wide in a jerking motion as if to tell me to get on with it. I stepped up to Brendan and introduced myself verbally first and then put my arms around him and kissed him. I waddled him slowly over to the bed and lowered him down and climbed on top. We kissed and rolled around on the bed for a while. I even remembered to play with Brendan’s nipples as I kissed. He was hard and because he had stroked me a few times, I was as well. As we kissed I had heard a belt buckle being undone and glanced over to see Cory on his knees sucking Mr. Colson’s cock, his pants around his ankles. Colson was watching me carefully, so I figured I better put on a good show to impress him. I rolled Brendan onto his back and worked my way down his smooth body to his 6 inch penis. I pulled the skin all the way back and worked on his cock as if it were the only thing I’d ever wanted to do, when in fact it was about the only thing at the moment that I didn’t want to do. I slid my hands up Brendan’s sides and reached his nipples and tweaked them as I sucked his cock. My jaw was getting sore from sucking the cock so hard, so I grinned to myself and then hummed. Brendan put his hands flat on the bed and shot his load down my throat as he cried out. I almost cheered but was too busy swallowing the reward of my efforts.

I saw Mr. Colson grab Cory by the head and rapidly fuck his face before he pulled out and blasted a huge mess, leaving cum dripping off his face. “Good job today guys. Come on Brendan, let’s go. Brendan scrambled off the bed and gave me a quick kiss and smile as he left. Cory reached for a towel and wiped cum off his face.

“So that’s lesson one done. Once Mr. Colson comes in to test you, we are usually done for the day. Let’s go get cleaned up and we can wait for dinner. Nice job on the humming. As soon as you sent Brendan over the edge, Colson fucked my face hard, so I guess he liked it.”

Posted on 22 October 2014 | 10:30 pm

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The Ship’s Pleasure – Conclusion

The ship’s new slave gets abused and fucked by his new slave master, the ship’s captain and quite a few horny officers and manages to find love in the process in the conclusion of The Ship’s Pleasure.
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The Ship’s Pleasure – Conclusion
by Ed Rubber
Series: The Ship’s Pleasure

The guy that was leading me into the ship somewhere had at one time been a slave himself, and after becoming obsolete because of the new more attractive slaves, instead of being traded by the contractor was hired by the contractor to be their representative on board at all times. His role was to make sure the service was perfect to the crew, but he decided to get even and take it out on the other slaves for the years he spent in servitude. He pushed me hard in to an open cabin and I fell on the metal linoleum covered deck, he closed the door behind us and grabbed my arm lifting me abruptly told me to take everything off and fast including that stupid wig. I want your ass naked and ready to get what’s coming to it. I obeyed and got naked as fast as possible but thinking of some little crack in their system that would provide me an opportunity to escape after all we were docked to land.

Now quickly looking around, this cabin was larger than the average cabins and at fast glance I saw the familiar equipment that I just left behind, a smaller version of the enema station but just as efficient with rubber bags just as large the chair with the dildo from the seat and the one in the mouth, chains and cuffs hanging from the top, and last but not least, the spanker at the very end. He cuffed me to the chains with my arms above my head, then calmly grabbed several whips and tried them making loud whistling sounds then decided on a crop of heavy rubber strands, practiced a couple times then walked behind me. The first whack was so hard that I heard the noise felt the shaking in my chains and only after a few seconds I felt the searing pain across my ass.Both cheeks were burning; the left more so then the right one but he evened the score fast by applying several whacks just as painful. My heart sank even lower when I felt the trembling of the engines signaling that we were under way.

He stopped the beating and rested for a few minutes then went out and came back in a few minutes with a jar of cream, and started applying it all over the areas affected by the whipping. My guess was that he realized that I would be serving some officer tonight and he might have to answer for the red welts on my otherwise perfect smooth beautiful ass. He went out again and came back with a long bath robe with a hood and after unlocking me he told me to put on the robe and cover my face and he walked me through the hall to the showers and told me to hurry it up and shower. When I finished he gave me small leather bag with a heavy elastic, and a string on each side which he told me to put my dick and balls in and bringing the strings up around my back and to the front of my belly to keep the leather pouch in place.He pulled the butt plug out abruptly to make sure it would cause me some pain, got a towel and wiped my ass several times then told me to bend over a table and stay there, while he went out and came back with a makeup cream and body powder after applying the cream in the areas of the beating, he got a hair dryer and turned hot air in the area then he applied the powder and told me not to sit or touch my ass on anything for a while.

There was a knock on the door and an officer entered in typical officer’s uniform, about late 20s, and started saying “Hey Butch,” then he paused while looking at me standing there naked and said, “Wow! This is nice, just come in?”
Butch replied “Yes sir couple hours ago back at the island.”

The officer asked “Why are you covering his behind? You been getting off beating the merchandise?”

Butch replied “No sir he came like this I was just patching him up a bit for the Captain tonight.”

The young officer did not believe him and looked at me and said “Slave you may speak. Did Butch give you a beating after you got here? Don’t lie because I will find out and throw you in the drink!”

I said “No sir, I was severely punished this morning before leaving where I came from.”

He said “And where did you come from?”

I replied “I don’t know sir I was put to sleep after the beating.”

He came around and grabbed my breasts with both hands then kept one hand on one breast and reached for my ass with the other and just played with them while I noticed his large bulge in his front. He told Butch to take a walk for a while until he called him back. Butch exited without saying anything. The young officer got right down to business opened his front zipper, got his total engorged dick out and told me to get on my knees and open my mouth. I dropped to my knees and got busy sucking and tugging his manhood as if it was salvation and he sure enjoyed it. He suddenly held my head and said hold on for a sec, there is a rule on board that all sex activities must be protected with condoms as he was talking he took one out of his pocket and handed to me. I installed it. He grabbed the jar that Butch left, got his dick nice and slick then told me turn around and bend over grab the counter. I did and felt the pressure of his dick head pushing against my anus. Once he was all the way in, he stood me up grabbed my breasts and lifted me impaling me on it and while squeezing my breasts started pounding my ass by throwing me forward with my feet in the air. I was being bounced on his tool, by grabbing my breasts he was massaging my nipples and that was sending me to internal orgasms one after the other and I was instinctively compressing my inner muscles as per training and that was driving him into oblivion and soon he started shivering moaning banging faster and faster until he stopped moving with me and my feet in the air just standing there for a while. As eventually I felt his hardness beginning to shrink I kept tightening my inner muscles to give him the best thrill possible. He was out of breath put me down, and carefully removing the condom and cleaning himself with tissues, he said “That was the best you sure been trained well god that was terrific, after the captain finishes with you I want you in my cabin for the night,” he pulled up his zipper and exited.

Butch rushed in as he went and he said “O.K. you cover my ass I guess I owe you one, I’ll fill you in on the game here on board sooner or later you’re going to find out anyway after all. You got a life sentence here but just because we are talking it does not mean that I won’t beat your ass or fuck it when I feel like it if you’re not being used. On board you will be dressed in rubber at all times. The special outfits have holes in the rear for fucking and they have special oxygen valves because after too long wearing them your skin begins to suffocate so every 12 hours either you get naked for a couple of hours or plug in the oxygen and fill the suite which will get balloon like for about 10 minutes then you’re alright for another 10 hours. You have been assigned to the officers deck, so starting tomorrow from 4 p.m. on you will be walking the officers deck, corridors, bridge, all the officers common areas, when you’re walking and an officer comes toward you, you hit the wall if the officer stops to touch you or look at you, you lower your head and look at the deck then what ever he decides you will do. If he tells you to drop down and give him head, you drop to your knees and take it out and do it right there on the spot. You should be acquainted with the principals of servitude if no one bothers with you just keep circulating and enjoy the view. Once in a while they have a gang bang party, and that’s when you get fucked so much you get two days off and you need them to recuperate. They just sent us a ton of new rubber outfits. I am going to pick what you are going to wear for the captain tonight and get you ready for him, he will want you on his lap at 9.p.m. on the dot. He doesn’t take more than about an hour and half then somebody will grab you for sure. Just follow orders. If you get fucked 24 hours a day so be it but you have lucked out being sold for the officers. They are very humane and understanding you’re in a perpetual fucking vacation, hahahaha, now follow me to your cabin. The slaves down below sleep all together in one cabin, but you and I have a private cabin.

We walked to the end of the hall and came to the door of our cabin which was spacious for a ship, he showed me my bunk my drawer for tooth brush and such and the small rest room with a toilet and sink the shower was outside. The best part was that there was a port hole at my bunk I would be able to spend some time looking at the open seas. I was admiring my regular bed with sheets pillow and blanket when I noticed Butch taking his shorts off and T shirt getting naked and a large erection. He was very well endowed, even to the point that as trained as I already was to take large dicks, this one worried me. He sat in his bunk that was devoid of sheets and such it was just a large thick plastic covered mattress, after leaning back on his elbows he opened his legs and said “Well bitch, what are you waiting for? Do you need a special invitation? Get a condom out of that drawer and start doing your duty.” I did as ordered by getting a non-lubricated condom, carefully unrolling on his tool, it was so big that it was a little difficult to install. I opened my mouth to its limit to be able to accommodate the monster was no way to swallow anything this large without suffocating. I gave it my best with one my hands caressing his testicles and half masturbating him with my other hand to give him full coverage. My nipples where hard and twinkling in anticipation of this locomotive entering my rectum. He moaned and twisted for a while and I was beginning to think that I was going to be spared what I knew would be a painful enlargement of my ass but he suddenly grabbed my head shoved it away and got up and while getting ky out of a drawer told me to get on the bed belly down. He grabbed a pillow shoved it under my hips, lubed his dick and then my ass with his finger shoving it deep inside me and the moment of truth, he climbed on top of me and the large head was lodged against my entrance and even with the intensive pressure he was applying, it was not going in and it felt that it was not going to fit but with the amount of ky he used, suddenly I opened up and could not help the short scream. IT FELT LIKE THE blood was rushing from the tear it was so bad that it just kept hurting it would not go away and he was practically paralyzed waiting for me to start breathing again. With all the action I been getting all month this felt like I was a virgin. He was not moving but said “I know I’m very large and I can sympathize with your pain because I been there but in a little while this is going to be the best fuck ever for both of us. He was right the pain never really went away but the sexual spasms took over and my mind was in the air. I turned into a large orgiastic lump with no other function but to feel and give in an ecstatic state. Life became suspended to an infinite long orgasm. I had not even noticed but Butch had stopped moving and was just laying on top of me breathing hard and said “This was incredible. Don’t move I want to start again in a few minutes.” and he left it in, and I did not feel any change in size now that we were down to earth again the pain returned but it was tolerable and reminiscent of the most fantastic feeling of just a few minutes ago. Now with everything standing still, I noticed how heavy he was pressing me against the plastic cover of the mattress and the wetness of my ejaculation I was unaware I had. He never lost his erection and within maybe 10 minutes that seemed like hours because of the lack of movement, he started again and this time he pumped furiously for 15 minutes or more. He finally came to the usual crescendo and came to a stop laying on top of me again. I was so tightly pressed against the mattress and so tightly full with him inside that for some reason I felt secure good and somewhat happy for a small period. We both got up and went to the shower and to my astonishment, while in the shower, he took the sponge and almost caressing, soaped my entire body and after I rinsed he played with my breasts and then softly kissed and bit my nipples wile caressing my ass with both hands.

We returned to the cabin he told me to wait until he got dressed then we returned to the enema room where he told me to wait until he would return with the rubber outfit I would have to get into for the captain. He fitted me in a black cat suit that followed the inside of my ass crack and it had a slit in the entrance of my now throbbing rectum, then a head tight rubber head hood with eyes, nose and mouth cut out, next knee high boots 5 inch high heels, and after getting into all of it we were an hour early for the captain, Butch looked at me, backed up a few feet, then came forward and embraced me holding me tight against his chest, and said “You are so fantastic I think I love you but don’t think I wont beat your ass to a pulp if you need it. You will call me Master understand?” I moved my head yes and he grabbed my face and kissed me on the mouth. I was completely at a loss, confused, a month ago a man kissing me would have turned my stomach, however, in view of the entire painful transition and the horrible dark type of life I was confronting only yesterday, faith has changed my outlook and comprehension on what’s normal or abnormal. To me it was necessary to follow the flow of the best happiness possible under the circumstance and this was as close as I was going to get. I had no personal feelings for Butch but if getting his big dick up my ass was going to make my hell a little more bearable, I would play it for all it’s worth and enjoy it if it felt good.

I knocked on the captain’s cabin at 9p.m. He opened the door and I did as instructed stood there looking at the deck. He told me to come in and kneel in front of the big chair. I did as he ordered always looking down at the deck. He picked up the phone and made a call and I could not hear what he was saying. He sat on the chair and just kept patting me on the head then he got up and took his pants off then his shirt then all of his clothes. He was about 55 graying hair chubby short dick but it had to be no less than an inch and half in diameter. When I saw it I could not believe the price I was apparently going to be paying for daylight.

There was a knock on the door and Butch came in carrying several items and said “Over the bunk? Or in the center sir?”

“Over the bunk.” he said and Butch first placed a heavy leather belt around my waist and tightened it hard then went to a closet and got two sets of chain and hung them from the ceiling about center of the bed and about two and half feet apart. By the sight of the large heavy rings attached to each side of my belt I concluded that I would be hanging from them and as expected I was put in position and he attached me to the chains hanging about a little over a foot from the mattress. He then cuffed my ankles and pulled my legs tight to the corners of the bed I was now hovering over the bed by my waist, facing up with my legs stretched towards the foot of the bed. Next he cuffed my wrists, and attached them to the chains from the ceiling I was now hovering in a sitting position but as I looked up I noticed the chains in the ceiling where coming from wheels of sort.

Butch said “Anything else sir?”

Captain replied “No I’ll call you later to come for it.” By now his 7 inch log was fully erect and pulsating, he calmly took a condom from a drawer, rolled it over his dick with difficulty in the beginning because of his width, then push a switch on a remote control and I raised up about another foot. He laid under me and I saw his hand grabbing a tube of ky, then the chains started moving and I was slowly being lowered and as I came down I felt his hands opening my cheeks and the moment of truth the painful invasion of his master piece just entering without stops and my weight was causing it. I was amazed that I had a large penetration just a few hours before and his was hurting as if I was getting fucked for the first time. My ass was now flat against his body and the chains stopped and I was sure that now I knew what a woman felt when giving birth. To make matters worse, he pressed another button and I started moving up and down at about 2 inches. The pain almost doubled. I could not utter a sound or moan and could not try to lift myself on the chains. I just had to endure and suffer that was my life now. Eventually the pain got considerably less and I tried to make the best of it and wondered how much longer he was able to keep up before coming. But the machine just kept going on and he just laid there occasionally moaning. The ride was already going in to over an hour I could not believe this man’s endurance. At about an hour and 15 he pressed a button and I started bouncing to a rate that it was causing slack in the chains and very noisy. He moaned at loud and stopped the whole thing. I went up about a foot leaving his log, and he got up and went into the shower.

Butch came in while he was showering, cleaned my ass with a couple of towels then got me down and told me to leave and walk towards the stern, and if there were no takers he would meet me and take me back down. But I had only taken 10 steps and had to hit the wall with my eyes to the deck. It was the young officer from this afternoon. He ordered me to his cabin and told me to get out of the rubber outfit because he preferred the real thing. Then after the condom and ky, he shoved his dick in my ass all at once put his arms under mine and hulked his hands to my shoulders then told me to bend some just enough for his feet to come off the floor then as I was carrying him on my back with his dick deep inside me. He told me to start walking and as I walked with his weight on my back it was a natural reaction to contract every muscle and cause a constant movement for his dick’s pleasure. I kept walking around the inside of his small cabin until he finally shot a load that felt like a flood enlarging the condom. He told me to drop belly down on the bed and just laid on top resting never taking his dick out. After a while he got up, smoked a cigarette then went to a drawer and got something that looked like tight leather shorts with something hanging from the crotch area. He put them on then lifted the cap like thing that was attached to his front and ordered me to lay down in between his legs then fitted the thing that turned out to be a head cover with a collar that was closed around my neck after his dick was in my mouth. Of course with a new non lubricate condom. I was attached to his dick and could only move enough to get the job done, then he said your going to be there all night so after I come just keep it in your mouth until I need you in action, if you fall asleep don’t worry I will wake you if I feel like it, but it must stay in your mouth all night. And so went the night.

In the morning I was released from the head cover and could hardly move my mouth, cramps in my jaw and the taste of condom that just would not go away. Butch helped me get undressed take a shower, then to the gadget room where he gave me an enema and afterwards he fed me from the special diet I had with the tube down my throat, then he put me in his bed and got in embracing me and we fell asleep. I was beginning to like the idea of being wanted and loved. I woke up with something poking in my behind and it was Butch’s hard monster but he was sleeping. I got out of bed very slowly and careful went over to the drawer, got a condom, came back and carefully put it on his dick then got in between his legs and put it in my mouth and pushed it in and out as far as I could down my throat and started squeezing my own nipples to get more sexually motivated. He woke up shaking and trembling and saying ohohoh yessss and came with many convulsions. After resting a little he brought me up on top of him and kissed me, then he slapped my rump and said “C’mon, first, your enema, then your tube feeding, then my breakfast then we’re going out on deck to exercise it’s a beautiful sunny day.” and off we went.

After the enema and shower I had to be dressed in rubber as per ship’s rules, and on the way to the upper outside deck, I was stopped three times by officers grabbing my tits then my ass, two of them grabbed me from behind, and pressed me against their loins as in a pre-entry motion, then one told Butch to get the orderly room ready tonight for a gang bang for four. It was great being outside with the breeze in my face looking at the vastness of that beautiful blue ocean but, all good things must come to an end, one of the officers that we passed this morning complained that I did not comply to his command to turn around fast enough and he ordered that my insolence should be punished by a spanking of at least 50 whacks and I should be made ready at the punishing room in 10 minutes when he would dispense the spanking himself. I was taken to the room stripped of all rubber clothing and chained with my hands high above my head naked in the middle of the room. The officer came in the room, a man in his mid-forty’s, Irish looking took all of his clothing off, except for his boots then got a ball gag and pushed it deep in my mouth tying it behind my head. Then he grabbed a big leather paddle with holes throughout its center, practiced once on the bench next to him and then walked behind me and zapped it once hard on my cheeks, Involuntary tears ran down my face with the harsh pain inflicted, but he decided to make it slow and methodical by hitting than saying “that was two insolent bitch, that was tree you whore, I will teach you the proper manners, that was four you…..” When he finished I was just hanging on the chains crying and perspiring he walked to the bench to return the paddle, and I noticed his erection with a condom already on it. He went behind me and I felt his finger entering me with lubricant and then he pushed my feet apart with one boot, positioned his dick against my rectum, and shoved it in all at once and kept pumping savagely until the usual quicker pace indicating orgasm. He stayed in for a few minutes then withdrew, got dressed and exited.

Butch came in caressed my purple cheeks, kissed me then unchained me. We kept to ourselves on the way to the cabin to rest and later get ready for the gang bang. I was very depressed and wondering if it would not just be better to jump over board and end all, but if I did it now Butch would pay for it may be with his life because I was walking unrestrained. Butch noticed my mood and said “Hey look, you’re new to this so you’re not use to it and you are the newest entertainment on board, state of the art fantastic body, it’s going to be like this for a couple of weeks then it will calm down, back to normal around here. This is like any job, you get so use to it you won’t feel pain , it’ll be like a job you do it then rest enjoy time off. We will enjoy it together. I love you and I know you don’t love me yet, but you will I hope to god you will.”

I had no words for him but I could imagine the long empty life he had in this ship so far and I was not going to hurt him by letting him down. Besides I was beginning to feel something for him after all he was the only one on my side in this new life and we needed each other. So I turned to him and kissed him passionately.

Later that evening he got my rubber outfits and brought them to the punishment room then told me he had to go get the room up there ready and he was going to lock me in because that was the order to always lock slaves. He kissed me on the cheek and left. This outfit was a work of art; pink flesh like rubber heavier thickness in the waist, thinner in the breasts and buttocks inside the penis was hidden in a cradle of rubber bent upwards so it would not show through the rubber. Then an artificial vagina that was located in such a way that it would guide the penis inside my rectum and if someone decided to take me from the front, he would be massaging my dick into orgasm it felt real good. Maybe this could be fun, after all, like Butch said it’s just a job. The head cover was part of the suite and only the face was out but there was a pony tail made of blond hair sticking in the back top of the head, pink knee length boots, with 5 inch heels. Rubber white gloves and I was good to go.

When I walked in the room went quiet and all eyes were on me. I saw two of them with their mouths open I was taken to the middle of the room and Butch bent me over a waist high padded stool, and then cuffed my wrists to the front legs and my ankles to the back legs. The stool had casters so I was rolled around in front of all of them first then Butch rolled me to the center of the room and left.

They were drinking smoking cigars and fully dressed, and telling jokes, commenting on the new pussy they started coming around and massaging my ass lifting my head sticking their fingers in my mouth, sticking their fingers inside my artificial vagina which would actually be in my rectum, slowly they started taking clothes off and playing with their dicks and placing condoms on them.

There were 5 of them and I figured twice with 3 of them and once with 2. I was looking at 6 to 7 hours between drinks. The first one came behind me and pushed in all the way and started pressing his loins against my buns hard he was big and thick and it hurt but not for long and I felt the pressure inside and out on my hidden dick. I was just as hot as the guy inside me. Another one came in front and holding his big dick with his right hand pushed it in my mouth and waited for me to move my head up and down on it while he looked up to the ceiling and moaned out loud. Another one was playing with himself came close to me, took my hand and put his dick in it and I was now masturbating him, if I could talk I would have said “Hey guys there is another hand here doing nothing, the sooner I get you all off the sooner this will be over.” Well the orgy kept going around one after the other I came twice inside my rubber encasement and countless times inside my rectum. I was removed from the stool, grabbed from behind and bounced on the guy’s dick like a rag doll. 3 of them sat on the sofa to rest and I was told to lay down face down across their laps while they played with my breasts, squeezed my nipples, slapped my ass caress my legs an upper thigh whatever could be done to get a man off was done.

At the end of close to seven hours, Butch was called to come and get me. We went to the shower first then back to the cabin. He lay down on his bunk and I asked him if he wanted me to lay with him, and he answered “Haven’t you had enough for tonight?” I answered not with the one that really matters to me I didn’t. He kissed me and said come here. We lived together serving on the ship for 8 and half years then the company allowed Butch and I to move to an island in the Caribbean. We had plenty of money because all the time we were on the ship; we got paid monthly a good salary each, which accumulated to a hefty sum. We own a vacation resort and if you ever come to our island there is something that you are going to recognize as part of our story when you see it you will know what it is, and when you do, please shout hey Butch Hey Babs……….

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Posted on 2 October 2014 | 2:00 am

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The Ship’s Pleasure – Conclusion

The ship’s new slave gets abused and fucked by his new slave master, the ship’s captain and quite a few horny officers and manages to find love in the process in the conclusion of The Ship’s Pleasure.
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The Ship’s Pleasure – Conclusion
by Ed Rubber
Series: The Ship’s Pleasure

The guy that was leading me into the ship somewhere had at one time been a slave himself, and after becoming obsolete because of the new more attractive slaves, instead of being traded by the contractor was hired by the contractor to be their representative on board at all times. His role was to make sure the service was perfect to the crew, but he decided to get even and take it out on the other slaves for the years he spent in servitude. He pushed me hard in to an open cabin and I fell on the metal linoleum covered deck, he closed the door behind us and grabbed my arm lifting me abruptly told me to take everything off and fast including that stupid wig. I want your ass naked and ready to get what’s coming to it. I obeyed and got naked as fast as possible but thinking of some little crack in their system that would provide me an opportunity to escape after all we were docked to land.

Now quickly looking around, this cabin was larger than the average cabins and at fast glance I saw the familiar equipment that I just left behind, a smaller version of the enema station but just as efficient with rubber bags just as large the chair with the dildo from the seat and the one in the mouth, chains and cuffs hanging from the top, and last but not least, the spanker at the very end. He cuffed me to the chains with my arms above my head, then calmly grabbed several whips and tried them making loud whistling sounds then decided on a crop of heavy rubber strands, practiced a couple times then walked behind me. The first whack was so hard that I heard the noise felt the shaking in my chains and only after a few seconds I felt the searing pain across my ass.Both cheeks were burning; the left more so then the right one but he evened the score fast by applying several whacks just as painful. My heart sank even lower when I felt the trembling of the engines signaling that we were under way.

He stopped the beating and rested for a few minutes then went out and came back in a few minutes with a jar of cream, and started applying it all over the areas affected by the whipping. My guess was that he realized that I would be serving some officer tonight and he might have to answer for the red welts on my otherwise perfect smooth beautiful ass. He went out again and came back with a long bath robe with a hood and after unlocking me he told me to put on the robe and cover my face and he walked me through the hall to the showers and told me to hurry it up and shower. When I finished he gave me small leather bag with a heavy elastic, and a string on each side which he told me to put my dick and balls in and bringing the strings up around my back and to the front of my belly to keep the leather pouch in place.He pulled the butt plug out abruptly to make sure it would cause me some pain, got a towel and wiped my ass several times then told me to bend over a table and stay there, while he went out and came back with a makeup cream and body powder after applying the cream in the areas of the beating, he got a hair dryer and turned hot air in the area then he applied the powder and told me not to sit or touch my ass on anything for a while.

There was a knock on the door and an officer entered in typical officer’s uniform, about late 20s, and started saying “Hey Butch,” then he paused while looking at me standing there naked and said, “Wow! This is nice, just come in?”
Butch replied “Yes sir couple hours ago back at the island.”

The officer asked “Why are you covering his behind? You been getting off beating the merchandise?”

Butch replied “No sir he came like this I was just patching him up a bit for the Captain tonight.”

The young officer did not believe him and looked at me and said “Slave you may speak. Did Butch give you a beating after you got here? Don’t lie because I will find out and throw you in the drink!”

I said “No sir, I was severely punished this morning before leaving where I came from.”

He said “And where did you come from?”

I replied “I don’t know sir I was put to sleep after the beating.”

He came around and grabbed my breasts with both hands then kept one hand on one breast and reached for my ass with the other and just played with them while I noticed his large bulge in his front. He told Butch to take a walk for a while until he called him back. Butch exited without saying anything. The young officer got right down to business opened his front zipper, got his total engorged dick out and told me to get on my knees and open my mouth. I dropped to my knees and got busy sucking and tugging his manhood as if it was salvation and he sure enjoyed it. He suddenly held my head and said hold on for a sec, there is a rule on board that all sex activities must be protected with condoms as he was talking he took one out of his pocket and handed to me. I installed it. He grabbed the jar that Butch left, got his dick nice and slick then told me turn around and bend over grab the counter. I did and felt the pressure of his dick head pushing against my anus. Once he was all the way in, he stood me up grabbed my breasts and lifted me impaling me on it and while squeezing my breasts started pounding my ass by throwing me forward with my feet in the air. I was being bounced on his tool, by grabbing my breasts he was massaging my nipples and that was sending me to internal orgasms one after the other and I was instinctively compressing my inner muscles as per training and that was driving him into oblivion and soon he started shivering moaning banging faster and faster until he stopped moving with me and my feet in the air just standing there for a while. As eventually I felt his hardness beginning to shrink I kept tightening my inner muscles to give him the best thrill possible. He was out of breath put me down, and carefully removing the condom and cleaning himself with tissues, he said “That was the best you sure been trained well god that was terrific, after the captain finishes with you I want you in my cabin for the night,” he pulled up his zipper and exited.

Butch rushed in as he went and he said “O.K. you cover my ass I guess I owe you one, I’ll fill you in on the game here on board sooner or later you’re going to find out anyway after all. You got a life sentence here but just because we are talking it does not mean that I won’t beat your ass or fuck it when I feel like it if you’re not being used. On board you will be dressed in rubber at all times. The special outfits have holes in the rear for fucking and they have special oxygen valves because after too long wearing them your skin begins to suffocate so every 12 hours either you get naked for a couple of hours or plug in the oxygen and fill the suite which will get balloon like for about 10 minutes then you’re alright for another 10 hours. You have been assigned to the officers deck, so starting tomorrow from 4 p.m. on you will be walking the officers deck, corridors, bridge, all the officers common areas, when you’re walking and an officer comes toward you, you hit the wall if the officer stops to touch you or look at you, you lower your head and look at the deck then what ever he decides you will do. If he tells you to drop down and give him head, you drop to your knees and take it out and do it right there on the spot. You should be acquainted with the principals of servitude if no one bothers with you just keep circulating and enjoy the view. Once in a while they have a gang bang party, and that’s when you get fucked so much you get two days off and you need them to recuperate. They just sent us a ton of new rubber outfits. I am going to pick what you are going to wear for the captain tonight and get you ready for him, he will want you on his lap at 9.p.m. on the dot. He doesn’t take more than about an hour and half then somebody will grab you for sure. Just follow orders. If you get fucked 24 hours a day so be it but you have lucked out being sold for the officers. They are very humane and understanding you’re in a perpetual fucking vacation, hahahaha, now follow me to your cabin. The slaves down below sleep all together in one cabin, but you and I have a private cabin.

We walked to the end of the hall and came to the door of our cabin which was spacious for a ship, he showed me my bunk my drawer for tooth brush and such and the small rest room with a toilet and sink the shower was outside. The best part was that there was a port hole at my bunk I would be able to spend some time looking at the open seas. I was admiring my regular bed with sheets pillow and blanket when I noticed Butch taking his shorts off and T shirt getting naked and a large erection. He was very well endowed, even to the point that as trained as I already was to take large dicks, this one worried me. He sat in his bunk that was devoid of sheets and such it was just a large thick plastic covered mattress, after leaning back on his elbows he opened his legs and said “Well bitch, what are you waiting for? Do you need a special invitation? Get a condom out of that drawer and start doing your duty.” I did as ordered by getting a non-lubricated condom, carefully unrolling on his tool, it was so big that it was a little difficult to install. I opened my mouth to its limit to be able to accommodate the monster was no way to swallow anything this large without suffocating. I gave it my best with one my hands caressing his testicles and half masturbating him with my other hand to give him full coverage. My nipples where hard and twinkling in anticipation of this locomotive entering my rectum. He moaned and twisted for a while and I was beginning to think that I was going to be spared what I knew would be a painful enlargement of my ass but he suddenly grabbed my head shoved it away and got up and while getting ky out of a drawer told me to get on the bed belly down. He grabbed a pillow shoved it under my hips, lubed his dick and then my ass with his finger shoving it deep inside me and the moment of truth, he climbed on top of me and the large head was lodged against my entrance and even with the intensive pressure he was applying, it was not going in and it felt that it was not going to fit but with the amount of ky he used, suddenly I opened up and could not help the short scream. IT FELT LIKE THE blood was rushing from the tear it was so bad that it just kept hurting it would not go away and he was practically paralyzed waiting for me to start breathing again. With all the action I been getting all month this felt like I was a virgin. He was not moving but said “I know I’m very large and I can sympathize with your pain because I been there but in a little while this is going to be the best fuck ever for both of us. He was right the pain never really went away but the sexual spasms took over and my mind was in the air. I turned into a large orgiastic lump with no other function but to feel and give in an ecstatic state. Life became suspended to an infinite long orgasm. I had not even noticed but Butch had stopped moving and was just laying on top of me breathing hard and said “This was incredible. Don’t move I want to start again in a few minutes.” and he left it in, and I did not feel any change in size now that we were down to earth again the pain returned but it was tolerable and reminiscent of the most fantastic feeling of just a few minutes ago. Now with everything standing still, I noticed how heavy he was pressing me against the plastic cover of the mattress and the wetness of my ejaculation I was unaware I had. He never lost his erection and within maybe 10 minutes that seemed like hours because of the lack of movement, he started again and this time he pumped furiously for 15 minutes or more. He finally came to the usual crescendo and came to a stop laying on top of me again. I was so tightly pressed against the mattress and so tightly full with him inside that for some reason I felt secure good and somewhat happy for a small period. We both got up and went to the shower and to my astonishment, while in the shower, he took the sponge and almost caressing, soaped my entire body and after I rinsed he played with my breasts and then softly kissed and bit my nipples wile caressing my ass with both hands.

We returned to the cabin he told me to wait until he got dressed then we returned to the enema room where he told me to wait until he would return with the rubber outfit I would have to get into for the captain. He fitted me in a black cat suit that followed the inside of my ass crack and it had a slit in the entrance of my now throbbing rectum, then a head tight rubber head hood with eyes, nose and mouth cut out, next knee high boots 5 inch high heels, and after getting into all of it we were an hour early for the captain, Butch looked at me, backed up a few feet, then came forward and embraced me holding me tight against his chest, and said “You are so fantastic I think I love you but don’t think I wont beat your ass to a pulp if you need it. You will call me Master understand?” I moved my head yes and he grabbed my face and kissed me on the mouth. I was completely at a loss, confused, a month ago a man kissing me would have turned my stomach, however, in view of the entire painful transition and the horrible dark type of life I was confronting only yesterday, faith has changed my outlook and comprehension on what’s normal or abnormal. To me it was necessary to follow the flow of the best happiness possible under the circumstance and this was as close as I was going to get. I had no personal feelings for Butch but if getting his big dick up my ass was going to make my hell a little more bearable, I would play it for all it’s worth and enjoy it if it felt good.

I knocked on the captain’s cabin at 9p.m. He opened the door and I did as instructed stood there looking at the deck. He told me to come in and kneel in front of the big chair. I did as he ordered always looking down at the deck. He picked up the phone and made a call and I could not hear what he was saying. He sat on the chair and just kept patting me on the head then he got up and took his pants off then his shirt then all of his clothes. He was about 55 graying hair chubby short dick but it had to be no less than an inch and half in diameter. When I saw it I could not believe the price I was apparently going to be paying for daylight.

There was a knock on the door and Butch came in carrying several items and said “Over the bunk? Or in the center sir?”

“Over the bunk.” he said and Butch first placed a heavy leather belt around my waist and tightened it hard then went to a closet and got two sets of chain and hung them from the ceiling about center of the bed and about two and half feet apart. By the sight of the large heavy rings attached to each side of my belt I concluded that I would be hanging from them and as expected I was put in position and he attached me to the chains hanging about a little over a foot from the mattress. He then cuffed my ankles and pulled my legs tight to the corners of the bed I was now hovering over the bed by my waist, facing up with my legs stretched towards the foot of the bed. Next he cuffed my wrists, and attached them to the chains from the ceiling I was now hovering in a sitting position but as I looked up I noticed the chains in the ceiling where coming from wheels of sort.

Butch said “Anything else sir?”

Captain replied “No I’ll call you later to come for it.” By now his 7 inch log was fully erect and pulsating, he calmly took a condom from a drawer, rolled it over his dick with difficulty in the beginning because of his width, then push a switch on a remote control and I raised up about another foot. He laid under me and I saw his hand grabbing a tube of ky, then the chains started moving and I was slowly being lowered and as I came down I felt his hands opening my cheeks and the moment of truth the painful invasion of his master piece just entering without stops and my weight was causing it. I was amazed that I had a large penetration just a few hours before and his was hurting as if I was getting fucked for the first time. My ass was now flat against his body and the chains stopped and I was sure that now I knew what a woman felt when giving birth. To make matters worse, he pressed another button and I started moving up and down at about 2 inches. The pain almost doubled. I could not utter a sound or moan and could not try to lift myself on the chains. I just had to endure and suffer that was my life now. Eventually the pain got considerably less and I tried to make the best of it and wondered how much longer he was able to keep up before coming. But the machine just kept going on and he just laid there occasionally moaning. The ride was already going in to over an hour I could not believe this man’s endurance. At about an hour and 15 he pressed a button and I started bouncing to a rate that it was causing slack in the chains and very noisy. He moaned at loud and stopped the whole thing. I went up about a foot leaving his log, and he got up and went into the shower.

Butch came in while he was showering, cleaned my ass with a couple of towels then got me down and told me to leave and walk towards the stern, and if there were no takers he would meet me and take me back down. But I had only taken 10 steps and had to hit the wall with my eyes to the deck. It was the young officer from this afternoon. He ordered me to his cabin and told me to get out of the rubber outfit because he preferred the real thing. Then after the condom and ky, he shoved his dick in my ass all at once put his arms under mine and hulked his hands to my shoulders then told me to bend some just enough for his feet to come off the floor then as I was carrying him on my back with his dick deep inside me. He told me to start walking and as I walked with his weight on my back it was a natural reaction to contract every muscle and cause a constant movement for his dick’s pleasure. I kept walking around the inside of his small cabin until he finally shot a load that felt like a flood enlarging the condom. He told me to drop belly down on the bed and just laid on top resting never taking his dick out. After a while he got up, smoked a cigarette then went to a drawer and got something that looked like tight leather shorts with something hanging from the crotch area. He put them on then lifted the cap like thing that was attached to his front and ordered me to lay down in between his legs then fitted the thing that turned out to be a head cover with a collar that was closed around my neck after his dick was in my mouth. Of course with a new non lubricate condom. I was attached to his dick and could only move enough to get the job done, then he said your going to be there all night so after I come just keep it in your mouth until I need you in action, if you fall asleep don’t worry I will wake you if I feel like it, but it must stay in your mouth all night. And so went the night.

In the morning I was released from the head cover and could hardly move my mouth, cramps in my jaw and the taste of condom that just would not go away. Butch helped me get undressed take a shower, then to the gadget room where he gave me an enema and afterwards he fed me from the special diet I had with the tube down my throat, then he put me in his bed and got in embracing me and we fell asleep. I was beginning to like the idea of being wanted and loved. I woke up with something poking in my behind and it was Butch’s hard monster but he was sleeping. I got out of bed very slowly and careful went over to the drawer, got a condom, came back and carefully put it on his dick then got in between his legs and put it in my mouth and pushed it in and out as far as I could down my throat and started squeezing my own nipples to get more sexually motivated. He woke up shaking and trembling and saying ohohoh yessss and came with many convulsions. After resting a little he brought me up on top of him and kissed me, then he slapped my rump and said “C’mon, first, your enema, then your tube feeding, then my breakfast then we’re going out on deck to exercise it’s a beautiful sunny day.” and off we went.

After the enema and shower I had to be dressed in rubber as per ship’s rules, and on the way to the upper outside deck, I was stopped three times by officers grabbing my tits then my ass, two of them grabbed me from behind, and pressed me against their loins as in a pre-entry motion, then one told Butch to get the orderly room ready tonight for a gang bang for four. It was great being outside with the breeze in my face looking at the vastness of that beautiful blue ocean but, all good things must come to an end, one of the officers that we passed this morning complained that I did not comply to his command to turn around fast enough and he ordered that my insolence should be punished by a spanking of at least 50 whacks and I should be made ready at the punishing room in 10 minutes when he would dispense the spanking himself. I was taken to the room stripped of all rubber clothing and chained with my hands high above my head naked in the middle of the room. The officer came in the room, a man in his mid-forty’s, Irish looking took all of his clothing off, except for his boots then got a ball gag and pushed it deep in my mouth tying it behind my head. Then he grabbed a big leather paddle with holes throughout its center, practiced once on the bench next to him and then walked behind me and zapped it once hard on my cheeks, Involuntary tears ran down my face with the harsh pain inflicted, but he decided to make it slow and methodical by hitting than saying “that was two insolent bitch, that was tree you whore, I will teach you the proper manners, that was four you…..” When he finished I was just hanging on the chains crying and perspiring he walked to the bench to return the paddle, and I noticed his erection with a condom already on it. He went behind me and I felt his finger entering me with lubricant and then he pushed my feet apart with one boot, positioned his dick against my rectum, and shoved it in all at once and kept pumping savagely until the usual quicker pace indicating orgasm. He stayed in for a few minutes then withdrew, got dressed and exited.

Butch came in caressed my purple cheeks, kissed me then unchained me. We kept to ourselves on the way to the cabin to rest and later get ready for the gang bang. I was very depressed and wondering if it would not just be better to jump over board and end all, but if I did it now Butch would pay for it may be with his life because I was walking unrestrained. Butch noticed my mood and said “Hey look, you’re new to this so you’re not use to it and you are the newest entertainment on board, state of the art fantastic body, it’s going to be like this for a couple of weeks then it will calm down, back to normal around here. This is like any job, you get so use to it you won’t feel pain , it’ll be like a job you do it then rest enjoy time off. We will enjoy it together. I love you and I know you don’t love me yet, but you will I hope to god you will.”

I had no words for him but I could imagine the long empty life he had in this ship so far and I was not going to hurt him by letting him down. Besides I was beginning to feel something for him after all he was the only one on my side in this new life and we needed each other. So I turned to him and kissed him passionately.

Later that evening he got my rubber outfits and brought them to the punishment room then told me he had to go get the room up there ready and he was going to lock me in because that was the order to always lock slaves. He kissed me on the cheek and left. This outfit was a work of art; pink flesh like rubber heavier thickness in the waist, thinner in the breasts and buttocks inside the penis was hidden in a cradle of rubber bent upwards so it would not show through the rubber. Then an artificial vagina that was located in such a way that it would guide the penis inside my rectum and if someone decided to take me from the front, he would be massaging my dick into orgasm it felt real good. Maybe this could be fun, after all, like Butch said it’s just a job. The head cover was part of the suite and only the face was out but there was a pony tail made of blond hair sticking in the back top of the head, pink knee length boots, with 5 inch heels. Rubber white gloves and I was good to go.

When I walked in the room went quiet and all eyes were on me. I saw two of them with their mouths open I was taken to the middle of the room and Butch bent me over a waist high padded stool, and then cuffed my wrists to the front legs and my ankles to the back legs. The stool had casters so I was rolled around in front of all of them first then Butch rolled me to the center of the room and left.

They were drinking smoking cigars and fully dressed, and telling jokes, commenting on the new pussy they started coming around and massaging my ass lifting my head sticking their fingers in my mouth, sticking their fingers inside my artificial vagina which would actually be in my rectum, slowly they started taking clothes off and playing with their dicks and placing condoms on them.

There were 5 of them and I figured twice with 3 of them and once with 2. I was looking at 6 to 7 hours between drinks. The first one came behind me and pushed in all the way and started pressing his loins against my buns hard he was big and thick and it hurt but not for long and I felt the pressure inside and out on my hidden dick. I was just as hot as the guy inside me. Another one came in front and holding his big dick with his right hand pushed it in my mouth and waited for me to move my head up and down on it while he looked up to the ceiling and moaned out loud. Another one was playing with himself came close to me, took my hand and put his dick in it and I was now masturbating him, if I could talk I would have said “Hey guys there is another hand here doing nothing, the sooner I get you all off the sooner this will be over.” Well the orgy kept going around one after the other I came twice inside my rubber encasement and countless times inside my rectum. I was removed from the stool, grabbed from behind and bounced on the guy’s dick like a rag doll. 3 of them sat on the sofa to rest and I was told to lay down face down across their laps while they played with my breasts, squeezed my nipples, slapped my ass caress my legs an upper thigh whatever could be done to get a man off was done.

At the end of close to seven hours, Butch was called to come and get me. We went to the shower first then back to the cabin. He lay down on his bunk and I asked him if he wanted me to lay with him, and he answered “Haven’t you had enough for tonight?” I answered not with the one that really matters to me I didn’t. He kissed me and said come here. We lived together serving on the ship for 8 and half years then the company allowed Butch and I to move to an island in the Caribbean. We had plenty of money because all the time we were on the ship; we got paid monthly a good salary each, which accumulated to a hefty sum. We own a vacation resort and if you ever come to our island there is something that you are going to recognize as part of our story when you see it you will know what it is, and when you do, please shout hey Butch Hey Babs……….

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Posted on 2 October 2014 | 2:00 am

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Captured Abroad – Part 3

The imprisoned young brothers are forced to perform in their first live sex show and Hunter loses his virginity in more ways than one.
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Captured Abroad – Part 3
by Connor Matthews
Series: Captured Abroad

We followed him downstairs to a large living room. There were about 30 men in there, all seated around in various locations. They were dressed and had a drink. It looked pretty normal. In the center of the room was a queen size mattress on the floor with what looked like a red silk sheet. I had slept on a silk sheet once before when we visited some friends and I almost fell out of bed several times. They should come with Velcro to hold you in place. Around the outside of the room were many of the naked guys and girls I had met throughout the day. They were standing quietly out of the way. I was taken over to Mr. Colson who was standing in the middle of the room just beside the mattress. Cory and the other guys went over to the wall with the other house people.

“Gentlemen, this is Hunter. He’s 18 years old and as you can see he’s a very handsome boy. He is with me for the next 30 days along with his 20 year old brother who is just as handsome. You’ll meet him later. Hunter will be the first part of our evening as I want to share this moment with all of you. He is a virgin and until today has not done anything more sexual than masturbate. He did get a chance to be tested orally by Dr. Falkner, and received oral stimulation from his brother, but has not been allowed to ejaculate yet as we wanted that special moment for right now,” Mr. Colson put his arm around me as if I were his long lost son and smiled at me.

“I believe that a man’s first sexual experience should be special and something he will remember, so it makes no sense just to fuck him right away. Maxwell Weston has been kind enough to provide us with a real treat for you.” He looked toward the main doors and they opened. Four naked guys entered carrying a naked girl. She was lying flat face up. Unlike everyone else, she had a small amount of hair around her pussy and had mid length blonde hair. I couldn’t see her face from this distance, but she looked pretty slim. They brought her in and lay her on the mattress face up. They put her hands by her sides, just slightly out a bit and then spread her legs wide. Anyone who wanted to look would be able to clearly see her pussy and probably part of her ass crack. I looked down at her and she was very pretty. She was staring at me and smiling. My dick seemed to like it and I began to panic as I felt that familiar tingle as blood rushed to it. I had to look away quickly and stare at the clothed men, which helped stop the tingling.

“Sophia here is almost 18 and is also a virgin, but we have prepared her for tonight so that there will be no problems as they lose their virginity together,” Colson explained. It was pretty clear about what was going to happen. I was about to fuck my first girl and a pretty one at that. Maybe this place wouldn’t be so bad after all.

“Hunter, please kneel between her legs.” I got on the mattress and dropped down in place. I could see her pussy and boobs and it was definitely having its desired effect as my cock began to inflate slowly. I didn’t really want to get hard with them all watching. “Gentlemen. Neither of them have had any sexual experiences so we will just watch and see how nature takes over as they lose their virginity together.” Mr. Colson leaned down and quietly said to me, “When you cum, just make sure you push yourself as far into her as you can and hold it until you are completely empty.” I didn’t know what else to do, so I just nodded. At the rate my heart was beating and the fact I hadn’t beat off in a few days, I figured this should take about 10 seconds. “Okay, go ahead and enjoy each other.”

He went and sat down and I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do. Did he just want me to stick my dick straight in and fuck her, or was I supposed to do stuff before that. I looked at Sophia and she was giving me facial expressions as if to encourage me to move. I leaned forward being careful not to let my dick touch her pussy yet and pressed against her. She put a hand on my head and ran it through my brush cut. I relaxed a bit as it helped having her do something. We were cheek to cheek for a second and I heard he whisper almost inaudibly. “Just take your time and have fun.” I turned my head to look at her and as I did, she kissed me. Thank god I’d had a couple minutes practice with Rory earlier. I let our tongues get together and get introduced and she stroked the side of my face. I was more than nervous and I could feel my legs shaking. I just hoped she couldn’t. The kissing seemed to go on forever and I was thankful that I was lying on top of her as my dick was rock hard, although in a very uncomfortable position as it was pushed back between our legs. I was painfully aware that someone was taking pictures of us together, which didn’t help me relax at all. I could just imagine what it looked like as they stared up between our legs with my cock and balls showing. Sophia took one of my arms and gently moved it until she had put my hand on her boob. I almost wanted a souvenir picture of that for myself. My very first boob handling. How do you explain what a boob feels like? It was like fondling a large bag of thick pudding? I moved my hand around on it for a while pushing it up and down. I stopped kissing her so I could see what I was doing. Her nipples were larger than mine, as were most of the boobs I had seen in the house and as I looked she pushed me slightly to indicate I should go and have a better look. I did wiggle down a bit which also helped relieve some of the pressure on my dick. I put my face on her boob and played with it some more. I even licked the nipple which was firm and pointy. Despite what was happening I wondered if girls felt the same thing when licking a guy’s nipple. I sucked on it for a while and then went and did the other one. My cock seemed to like it as it was staying harder than I ever remember. I felt her move under me a bit so I ease up on my weight. As I did I felt her hand reach down for my cock. I was still pressed against her and it was just out of reach. I rose up a bit to allow it to get free and lie on her stomach. It was actually a lot more comfortable in that position. She touched it and ran the palm of her hand along the underside of the shaft. If she did much of that, they wouldn’t have to wait long to see me cum. I moaned and sighed in pleasure. I almost forgot to keep kissing her boobs. Then I felt her push my dick back a little and it seemed stuck, so I hitched up and she aimed it at her pussy. I froze and looked at her. She smiled and gave a small nod. She placed it where she wanted it and I slowly began to move forward. My cock began to enter her and my breathing rate changed. I was now taking short shallow breaths as fast as if I’d been running a marathon. She pulled her hand away and there was now nothing between us. She moved her legs up slightly and back a bit. I heard the camera taking nonstop pictures as my cock continued into my very first vagina. Sophia put her hand on my ass and I stopped thinking that was what she wanted. Maybe I was in far enough. She used her other hand and pulled my head back to hers so we could kiss again. It was obvious who was in charge here and it certainly wasn’t me. The hand on my ass applied pressure so I pushed further into her slowly. Each millimeter my cock went, I thought for sure I was going to lose it and shoot my load. I kept going until she whispered in my ear again.

“That’s all the way in. Now just fuck me,” she said as she nibbled on my ear. I moved my ass back and forth until I got the hang of it. I was back to thinking of horrible food and fat old people again so that I wouldn’t cum too soon. This was the most amazing feeling in the world and I fucked harder and faster. A couple of times I pulled back to far and my cock came out, causing me to panic and grab it quickly and push it back in. I didn’t want to lose my motion or the feeling of what was happening. Except for the constant clicking of the camera, I had almost forgotten about the crowd around us.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum.” I announced to no one in particular. The camera kept snapping away and Sophia put both hands on my ass and pulled me all the way into her. I thrust hard and felt my sperm blast out of my cock and into her. I spasmed like a guy with epilepsy as the powerful orgasm overtook me and I filled her up. I stayed in there until I came down from my high. I lay on top of her and she whispered that I had done great. I smiled to myself and made a note to carve that first notch in my belt, once I got a belt again. My dick was becoming super sensitive so I pulled out and knelt in my original starting position. The camera guy took a few more shots of us like that and I almost felt like standing up and giving a bow.

Sophia was helped up and led out of the room, while Cory came up with a warm wash cloth and wiped my sensitive dick. I jumped when he pulled the foreskin back but just bit my lip as he cleaned me. Three more guys came over and lay me face down on the mattress. I was ready to sleep now, so this was a very welcome position. Plus my dick was hidden from their stares.

“Maxwell, it looks as if the coitus was successful. Hopefully the impregnation will be just as successful. Good luck to both of you and if we need to try again in a few weeks, please let me know. Hunter will be with us for 30 days if you need to bring her back.”

Coitus? Impregnation? They used me to get her pregnant? I was going to be a Dad? Oh my God! Way to ruin a great first experience, I thought to myself. Oh well, maybe nothing would happen. Lots of people fuck without getting pregnant. This whole gay thing up the ass was starting to look better and better. Although I kinda wished I’d kept that thought to myself as soon as Mr. Colson spoke again.

“So that just goes to prove that even with no sexual knowledge, two virgins can figure it out and reproduce. Now we have another treat for you. I promised that you would meet Hunter’s brother.” I looked back and saw the doors open. Rory was brought in and I was still trying to get used to seeing him hairless with a brush cut. He almost didn’t look like my brother at all. Mason was beside him as they entered. “This is Rory. He is 20 and has had a number of female sexual partners but until today had never been with a male. Dr. Falkner was able to open his rectum up easily and he was penetrated both orally and anally in the exam room and did a wonderful job. He also has been practicing all afternoon with Mason. I’m sure you all know how good Mason is, so there is no doubt that Rory has been getting plenty of practice today. I did ask Mason not to allow him to cum though as I wanted him to save something for the show tonight.”

“So we have seen Hunter lose his virginity in his first sexual experience with a woman. We are hopeful that it was successful and that Maxwell will be informing us in just a few weeks as to whether or not his daughter is pregnant. Now I am thrilled to be able to let you watch as Hunter loses his anal virginity. It’s not often we get such a double header as this, and to make it even more special, we are going to allow his brother to do it. You’ll want your video cameras out for this one. Cory will prepare Hunter, while Mason gets Rory ready, then we can watch as two brothers make love in a very special way.”

I went to sit up in protest, but two guys grabbed my arms and pulled them over my head at sat on them, while too more took hold of my ankles to spread my legs and hold them down. One of the guys holding my hands leaned over and told me to open my mouth. I turned to look at him.

“Trust me. You don’t want to scream if it hurts.” I opened my mouth and he gave me a hard rubber bit to bite down on. I felt the mattress give way and turned my head slightly as Rory knelt between my legs. Mason had given him a blowjob to get him fully hard while Cory had been fingering lube into my ass. I watched as he coated Rory’s cock. I looked up at my brother almost pleading with him not to do it. He looked sad and mouthed back that he was sorry. I knew that he was about to fuck me. He knew best and from what I remember Cory telling me, it was better to go along, than fight and have to do this for a longer period of time. I didn’t want to get fucked. Even the finger in my ass felt uncomfortable.

“Okay, I hope you are ready to take your pictures and videos. They are both ready and this is the second part of your evening. Rory, go ahead and enter your brother. Mason, give him a hand to get started.” I lay my head on the pillow and tried to relax. I felt the tip of Rory’s penis touch my ass. My cheeks were spread apart and I felt a hand position Rory into place. He began to push forward and I panicked and clamped my ass. Someone slapped my cheek and the guy who had given me the bit whispered at me.

“Relax and breathe, it’ll be easier and hurt less. The first time is always the worst.”

First time? Did they seriously think I was going to be able to handle this more than once? I felt my brother’s dick pushing into my ass and it felt like he was ripping me apart. There was a bit of cold liquid poured into my crack which seemed to make the penis move into me easier. As my ass opened up and the pain increased, I wondered if I was going to be able to do this. I tried moving, but I was held firmly in place. All of a sudden my ass seemed to pop open and then grip around his cock as Rory pushed a few more inches into me. I bit down on my rubber thing and let out a scream that came out more as a grunt. He paused and I felt more cold liquid before he continued. The rest of the cock didn’t feel that bad and I was thankful that Rory didn’t have a 10 inch dick. His 7 inches was more than I could handle. I felt him press against me and assumed, thankfully, that he was all the way in. He paused for a second.

“Okay, get your pictures. Rory is fully inserted into his brother which means that his is no longer an anal virgin. This is a moment to record,”

Colson told his guests. I watched as several people got up and took pictures. Rory held still until he was told to go ahead and fuck me. His cock moved in and out of my ass faster and faster. The pain subsided and I twitched a few times as I felt him rub over my prostate. I just relaxed and waited for it to be over. After a few minutes of being fucked by my big brother, he announced that he was about to cum, and I felt a little change in my ass as I assumed he was unloading into me. I expected to feel more, but if he hadn’t announced it, I might not actually have known. Maybe that’s why people yell out when they’re cumming, so that the other person can feel it. He lay down on top of me all sweaty and panting.

“Sorry bro. We’ll talk later,” he whispered. I felt a tear run down the side of my face. I don’t know why, it just happened.

Rory pulled out and once again, Cory was there to clean up with his washcloth.

“Guys, please turn Hunter onto his back.” I was flipped over and held back down. My cock was completely limp now. “Okay, now it’s time for Hunter to penetrate his brother and complete the circle. Mason and Cory, please work on getting Hunter erect. Rory, you have learned how to prepare your ass, so please do so while we get your brother hard. Then you will straddle him and allow him to fuck you until you both cum again. This should take a little longer as they have both cum once already tonight, so feel free to get up and move around the room if you need a better angle. If any of you wish to feel how smooth the boys are while the fuck, please go ahead and if you would like to get naked along with them and send your seeds over their bodies, please enjoy yourselves. Both of them know how to swallow, so feel free to feed them your cum if you wish. Boys, if a cock is presented to you, make sure you open wide enough to take the load you are offered. Once the two brothers have cum, feel free to take any of the other house occupants and have your way with them. We will go until midnight tonight.”

As he talked, Cory and Mason were sucking my cock and balls to get me fully hard. Despite fearing what was coming, it responded. Rory straddled me and I felt someone grab my cock and place it at his hole. Rory closed his eyes and leaned back and lowered himself on to my 8 inch dick. He sat down on it all the way and I watched as Mason pushed him down farther until he was full impaled on me. The bit was removed from my mouth and Rory began to lift himself up and down on my cock. As he did, the guys in the room began to get undressed. Most were middle age. None were super old, but they certainly weren’t young like the people running around the house naked. I couldn’t believe that they were about to have sex with us. I had to close my eyes to prevent my cock from going soft inside Rory, although in hindsight, maybe that would have been a good ruse to make them think I had cum. Rory bounced on me for a while and started to fist his cock as he did it. He moaned and tightened his ass around my cock. I heard him grunt and opened my eyes in time to see him shoot a small load on my chest. As soon as he did that, one of the older guys, turned his head and pushed his cock into Rory’s mouth and shot his load. Another knelt behind my head and leant forward to put his dick in my mouth. I really didn’t want to open but he pushed down, so I did and he quickly fired a blast of jizz into me.

Two more did it right after him and I saw at least three fire shots over Rory’s chest. He was dripping with cum. I hoped that these old guys were like me. Once you cum, you go home and have a nap. Trouble is that there were so many of them, that it might be a long time before they all finished. I grunted and thrust my hips up as if I were coming into Rory. I hoped that my acting ability was convincing from everything I’d seen tonight, as I really didn’t cum. I just wanted to get out from under the raining shower of jizz. Rory sat down hard and I let all the air out of my lungs as if I were done. We broke apart and were totally covered in cum.

Cory and Mason quickly washed us as clean as they could and gave us a bottle of water, which was appreciated. Mr. Colson was now naked and sporting a large erection. He was at least as big as me and maybe a bit thicker. I noticed a lot of his guests had picked one of the naked guys or girls and had moved to have fun with them.

“Good job guys. Not a bad first show. Rory get on your hands and knees, it’s time for me to feel that ass. Hunter, you can kneel beside him, as I’ll do you next. I groaned. I figured for sure we’d be allowed to go after all that. Colson quickly put Rory into position and knelt behind him. He used his knees to push Rory’s legs apart further. He pushed my brother’s head to the mattress and without warning or hesitation slammed him cock all the way into Rory’s ass. He yelped and Colson just pushed him by the neck and crushed his head into the mattress. He fucked him hard and fast and took hold of his hips and just hammered him for all he was worth.

“That’s a nice ass, boy. I can see that Mason has taught you well.” He pulled out without warning causing Rory cry out again. “Stay there,” he was told bluntly. Mr. Colson got behind me and I felt his finger enter me.

“I think he’s lubricated enough.” He said from behind me and yanked his finger out. I felt his cock at my hole and he pushed it in. Not as fast as he had done with Rory, but fast enough that I cried out in pain.

“That’s a nice tight ass Hunter. I’m gonna have fun opening that up in the next little while. He kept inserting himself and I thought I was going to have to open my mouth to let the tip out. He was massive and I was pretty sure I was going to black out. He stopped and then began to fuck me hard and fast for a minute or so. Each thrust felt I was being impaled on a giant pole. “Mason, lube up my hand so that I can get it into Rory. I wanna feel both of them at the same time.

Mason quickly did as he was told and then was instructed to kneel in front of Rory and hold him. “You can let him suck your cock if you wish. It might take his focus off the fisting. Of course he might bite down on it though.” He laughed a little. I turned my head to watch, as for the second time today, a hand was pushed into ory’s ass. He screamed in pain as the fist went in and continued into his hole.

“That is such a nice hole,” Colson said complimenting him. It’s unusual for someone to open up so quickly. Normally it takes a lot of stretching and patience. Dr. Falkner was right, you are definitely a natural Rory. Hunter, it’ll be interesting to see if you open up this fast. I’m almost thinking of getting you ready myself. Cory, I’ll let you know if I want to open him up, instead of having you do it as part of his training.”

Okay, no problem at all,” said Cory who was in front of me lying on his back while a guy fucked him. The harder Colson fisted Rory, causing him to cry out in pain, the harder he fucked me, which had me crying. He finally, after what seemed like an eternity, announced that he was cumming and shoved his hand deep into Rory and pushed so hard into me that I almost fell over. He shot his load and grunted as he thrust a few more times before pulling out. He removed his hand from Rory’s ass and wiped himself clean. “Okay, you two are done for the night, run up to the showers and get cleaned up and then you can wait in your bedrooms for your sleeping partners. Don’t forget the rules, you’ll still be expected to have sex this evening and again tomorrow morning. The boy will be up after midnight, so you have a few hours to relax.

Rory and I raced up stairs to the showers and were thankful to be away from the giant orgy going on down there. Everyone was fucking and sucking everyone. It looked like an episode of Ancient Romans Gone Crazy. As we stood under the warm water, Rory looked at me.

“I’m sorry Hunter. I shouldn’t have been so stupid at the zip line.”

“It wasn’t your fault. These people are just crazy.”

“We’ll get through it, I promise. Let’s just make sure that no matter what they make us do with each other, that it doesn’t change our friendship as brothers.”

I nodded and began to cry. I hated crying as it wasn’t a real guy thing to do. Rory stepped over to my shower and pulled me against him and put my head on his chest. He just held me and I barely noticed as his hand ran up and down my back a few times to comfort me. He sure wouldn’t have done that at home. He even let his hand slide over my ass cheek as we hugged. It felt nice and I felt a strange sense of safety in his arms. I guess having Rory there was the one sane thing about all this.

“We will get through this and be home in no time, bro,” He said as he held my head between his hands and looked at me. He was only a few inches taller than me, but right now he felt like a giant. I had the briefest and fleeting sensation that I really wanted to kiss him right now. Maybe all this sex had sent my hormones into overdrive. I looked at his lips and realized what I was thinking and pulled back. Both of us had cocks that were a little more inflated than normal.

I suppose being that close to someone with all those emotions would do that to a person. We washed each other’s backs to make sure we got the gross feeling of cum off us. I had already sat on the toilet to push the cum out before we got under the water and now I was pulling my ass cheeks apart to let the water wash things away back there. We dried of and he put his arm around me as we walked back to our bedrooms. He told me to stay strong and that we’d see each other in the morning. I got into bed and fell asleep almost instantly. Cory woke me up sometime later as he got into bed. I almost forgot where I was again.

“How are you feeling?” He asked smiling as he rubbed my hair.

“Tired, and I just want to go home,” I said rubbing my eyes.

“Don’t worry, not every day is like this. You were just a novelty.”

“He isn’t really going to put his whole arm up my ass is he?” I said thinking about what had happened downstairs.

“Yeah, that he’s gonna do for sure. It’s the worst thing that happens here, but the good news is that once he does it to you, he’ll lose interest. He enjoys seeing it happen and then he doesn’t do it again, and since none of us like it, we don’t do it with each other. Most of the guests he brings over are just so horny that all they can think about is getting their rocks off so they don’t get around to fisting us either. It usually only happens at the medical exam and then by Mr. Colson once. You were lucky that you missed it at the exam.”

“You mean you’ve been…what did you call it…fisted?”

“Yeah, I was unlucky and it’s happened three times so far. Normally part of my training with you would be to open you up so that Colson can just lube up and get into you, but it sounds like he may be doing your training himself. The best thing I can tell you, is relax, let it happen and don’t scream too much. He kinda likes that part so he does more of it. Once he gets his arm in all the way to his elbow, he’ll be done with you, so the faster you let it happen, the less number of times he will do it as he stretches you out. It took me a week before he could get all the way in, so there were a few rough sessions. Rory was lucky as he let it happen tonight, so Colson won’t be interested in him like that anymore.”

“Can I avoid it at all?” I said starting to become more than a little distressed.

“No. Just push through the pain and then it’s over. I’ll help you as much as I can. But I’m kinda tired and we still have to fuck before we fall asleep. Do you want to do me, or should I just do you?”

“Can’t we just sleep? I’m exhausted, it’s been a long day.”

“No, remember the rules? We have to fuck tonight and then again in the morning, but we can rotate however we want.”

“I’m not sure I could get it up to do any fucking,” I said quietly hoping that we could miss a night.

“Just lie on your stomach and I’ll fuck you quickly. Then we can get some sleep,” Cory said as he rubbed my back.

“What happens if we don’t do it?”

“It sucks is what happens. Mr. Colson will send two guys in sometime in the middle of the night. They’ll wake us up without warning, fuck both of us and then they’ll add one day to our punishment. Of course we’d be guaranteed to be in the show the next day too, which could be more than we want.”

“This sucks. Since I’ve already been fucked tonight, I guess I can handle it again if you want to,” I said almost crying with exhaustion. This was going to happen at least twice a day, so I better get used to it or chance spending longer in this nut house. I lay flat and Cory pulled my legs apart. He poured lube into me and then climbed on top. I closed my eyes and relaxed as I felt him enter. His cock went in easily and he lay on top and whispered in my ear.

“You’re doing fine. I’ll be quick.” He bounced up and down on me and groaned in pleasure as he enjoyed my ass. “Oh fuck, you have an amazing ass! Damn this is tight.”

I tried to block it out but as he got into it, he began kissing my neck and back and then slammed in hard as he shot his load. I couldn’t really feel it, but he was making enough noise that it was obvious that he was finishing. He pulled out and reached for a towel on the night table to wipe his cock and my ass crack.

“Thanks Hunter, was it okay?”

“Considering I was just fucked by a dude again, yeah it was fine,” I said resigned to the inevitable.

“Thanks, I think,” he laughed. “Don’t worry, in the morning you can fuck me. I can’t wait to have that 8 inch dick in me. I grunted some sort of a half assed `sure whatever’ and we went to sleep.

Connor Matthews

Posted on 2 October 2014 | 1:58 am

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Posted on 7 September 2014 | 5:00 pm

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The Road Trip

A good looking unemployed young man gets used and abused during several hot sexual adventures with strangers on a road trip. Note: There is a rating embedded within this post, please visit this post to rate it. (You must be logged in to rate this story.)

The Road Trip
by TXBound
Series: The Road Trip

I was never very good in school so when I graduated from high school I worked at odd jobs for a few years in the construction industry. It was heavy/hard work and I got in good shape even though I was only 5’8″: 165. My family life wasn’t that great and my grandparents had passed away a few years before. My grand dad had always talked about taking a cross country road trip when he was young and just drove and worked odd jobs to pay for gas and food along the way. In 2009 when the economy went to hell my job in construction was one of the first to go. I looked for a while but then decided what the hell – I’ll do a road trip in the old ford Taurus that my grand dad had left me. I had saved up some money to get me started so off I went.

I decided to take it easy and just enjoy the country. I worked as a Bartender for a while in Nashville that’s where I first got picked up and offered money for sex. Girls and guys would both hit on me so it was easy money. I then continued west through Arkansas where I actually worked on a farm for a while. The outdoor work was great and I got more buff and tan. I also kept getting hit on by guys and women and sex was no problem. I was living the dream until one of the women that picked me up took me home and wanted me to fuck her in front of her husband. He was a big dude and seemed to be cool with the situation. She was really hot with big tits so I got busy and she went down on me before I could even get my pants off. She stripped and laid back and wanted me to eat her pussy. The guy had stripped and was beating his cock and seemed to be cool with everything. I started eating her and she started going wild. She grabs my hands and puts them on her boobs with my head deep in a great pussy. All of a sudden I feel something on my hands and look up and she has put hand cuffs on me. Then she says that Billy wants some fun now and I feel Billy come up behind me and ram his 10 inch cock into my ass. I had had sex with guys before but this guy was an animal and pinned me down and fucked me for a good hour while he had me eat pussy and let his wife suck my cock. When he finally tires, I think it is over and suddenly my legs are cuffed and he grabs me and puts a gag on me. I am then tied to a hook in the ceiling with my legs clamped to a spreader. Billy tells me to get some rest because as soon as he recovers and has another Viagra he wants another go at my ass and his wife says “I thought you would like this”>

In about an hour they both come back and she starts sucking my cock and he starts fucking me again while I am standing up tied to a hook in the ceiling. I had to admit it was fun for a while but he ripped my butt a new once and I unloaded into his old lady’s mouth like I had cum for the first time. It shot all over her face and hair which surprised her and she screamed. About that time he shot into me and unloaded a wad into my ass. He then sees his old lady and gets pissed what I have done to her and undoes me from the hook and makes me lick my cum off of her face and boobs.

They finally let me go and I got the hell out of there. I decided to keep driving.

I kept heading west through Oklahoma and the Texas Panhandle on Interstate 40 and just found odd jobs to make some quick bucks. It is amazing how hot is out there during the summer. I worked in some restaurants, farms and anything that would make a buck. Money got low several times but I could hit a bar or go on Craig’s list in a few towns and pick up some bucks for sex which I always enjoyed.

I left Amarillo and headed west into New Mexico. I always like side trips off the main road and saw a sign about a scenic route. Since I had never seen panoramas like this I decided what the hell, I’d see where it went. Out there you can drive for a hundred miles and never see people or towns. The old Taurus decides to crater out in the middle of nowhere. I open the hood and water/heat is spewing everywhere. I had some water and waited for an hour or two to let it cool down and try to crank it up but nothing happens and even the battery is dead now. It is now about two o’clock, hot and not a cloud in the sky. I have not seen a car in over 3 hours so I decide that I should start walking. I’ve got on some workout shorts/shirt and flip-flops. A couple of miles away from the car I see something on the road. It is a rattle snake crossing the road I stop and wait since I don’t want anything to do with a snake and I don’t have real shoes on. About that time I hear a car in the distance on a side road. I take my shirt off and start waving it frantically.

It is an old beat up pickup pulling a trailer with two guys in the front and a dog in the back. They pull up to me and ask what the problem is. I told them about my car and the snake and they just laugh at me. They introduce themselves as Billy and Joe Bob (JB). Both of them were big guys and you could tell they worked out or worked hard. Billy had black hair and a biceps that were massive sticking out of an unbuttoned sleeveless shirt. Dark black chest hair covered his pecks that protruded from the open shirt. JB on the other hand was blond which short curly hair on his head and chest. He didn’t have a shirt on at all and was built like a Greek god. They both had on torn jeans and work boots and laughed at me for walking out there with flip flops on. They told me to get in so I started to get into the back of the truck but the damn dog started barking like hell at me. JB opens the door and tells me to get in the front.

As we leave they run over the rattlesnake and kill it. Billy tells me that they have some work to do but will take me to town as soon as they are finished. JB smiles and adds that we might have some fun before that as well. We drive for miles on dirt and gravel roads. Dust flying and it is now getting close to 5pm and I haven’t had anything to eat or drink in about 18 hours. I see some trees and a barn in the distance. Billy tells me that is where we are headed. When we get there, there is some equipment around the place and a windmill, which I had never seen before, pumping water. We arrive and get out of the truck and these guys jump out of the truck quickly. I have to admit they were hot (looking wise) and sweaty. JB had had his arm on the back of the seat for the last hour so I got a good whiff of his pits.

JB gets a horse out of the trailer that has saddle and rope on it. I assume they are going to do something with the horse. I see some pigs in a pen over by the barn with some shade. JB walked the horse over to the windmill and water tank to let it get a drink. I ask if it is safe for me to get a drink and JB says sure as he grabs rope off the horse. I start to dip my hands in the tank and Billy tells me to lean over and get a drink out of the pipe because it is fresh. What the hell I don’t have a shirt on and just my shorts I lean over and start drinking. Man that was the best coolest water that I ever drank, no chemicals. A couple of minutes later I feel a hand on my back pushing me down into the water and my shorts are ripped off. I forgot to say that I have been going commando during my trip. I then feel something around my legs. I get pulled fighting out of the water and suddenly my feet are pulled out from me. They have tied my with a rope that is connected to the horse and the horse is trained to keep the rope tight. JB tells me to lay still or the horse could drag me if it got scared. Here I am naked on the ground with my feet tied to a horse. JB comes up to me and says that the fun is about to begin and I need just let it happen. I start yelling at them but they laugh and one of them puts a boot on my throat to stop me. Billy tells me to give him my hands and he puts chains tightly around my hands above my head. He then moves to where I can’t see since JB has his boot on my throat. I then feel Billy grab my balls and dick and he is wrapping something around it tight. When JB finally removes his boot from my throat I finally see that not only my feet are tied to the horse but my balls and dick are tied to the horse. The horse starts tightening the rope by walking and am being dragged by my balls and dick.

The boys then tell me that they will let my feet loose so I can stand but if the horse gets spooked my balls and dick are gone. I stand up quickly and calmly. They start leading me and I am following a horse my my balls being pulled, reminded me of one of those westerns where a guy on a horse has his captive walking behind with a rope to the horse.

We finally get to the barn and I haven’t had much pain and the boys tell me that we are going to have some fun. They lead me into the barn and my hands that are chained are hooked to a pulley and I am lifted just so my toes hit the ground. Billy then brings over a hay bale and tells me to stand on top of it. That hurts like hell because I am bare footed by now and it has some thorns. I get on top and they start laughing as they pull the pulley up more so my arms are stretched above my head. They then tie my balls to the hay bale and crank the pulley more so now I am hanging from the pulley and the hay bale is hanging by my balls.

“We just want to see how much you can take before we start the real barnyard fun” says JB so they leave the barn and leave the door open so I can see them. They start working on some corrals but come back in every now and then to crank up the pulley a little more as my balls get stretched. I am about to pass out after over an hour and they come in and take me down. My balls are swollen and sac stretched about 8 inches longer. Billy then ties up my balls so they are tight. He then turns a hose on me hanging there to wash me down after being drug in the dirt.

They finally take me down and carry me over to a saw horse and tie me to it and star fucking both ends. Billy in my mouth and JB in my ass. They are hot, sweaty and salty. JB tells me to move my ass some like a cunt that wants to get fucked. He slaps my ass hard and reached under and grabs my ball sac and squeezes and just laughs. “Wish you had stayed on the road with the snake boy, vs having two snakes in you right now” Billy asks and laughs. Both of them finally cum in buckets. JB announces that he has not had a piece of ass in a few weeks since there aren’t many women or boys around these parts.

They finally let me go but keep me in chains as they eat some dinner. I haven’t eaten anything in over 24 hours now and they just laugh and tell me that their cocks are the only thing I am going to need to swallow. After they finish they announce they are going to clean up. I hope that means they are going to take me to town but they strip down and start bathing in the horse tank. JB pulls out a straight edge razor and starts shaving and they start laughing but I can’t hear what they are saying. They both come back in with a bucket of water and announce that they like the pussies/women they fuck shaved and some toward me with the razor. I start squirming and they tell me to not move or there could be an accident and I could be castrated just like the bull calves they are going to do later.

They start with my chest and go around each nipple. JB plays with my ass the entire time. After shaving my chest and stomach they move to my arms and arm pits. They seem to really enjoy this and tell me that only men have hair, pussies don’t and rub their chests and cocks on me which gets me hard. They then move to my dick, balls and ass. I am told to remain still which I do but their handling of my balls, dick and ass makes my dick rock hard. Billy starts sucking my cock and I get close to coming he tells me that pussies can’t cum to hold it, and then starts again. He edges me like that for thirty minutes and I finally blow my load and he gets pissed. You are going to pay for that boy. They wash me down again totally shaven except for my head now and then decide to have some fun with my ass. They stick a hoe handle in it first which is painful then move to larger and larger items. They start to fist me but suddenly JB says, I just want to fuck him again so I get tied down and my mouth and ass take another pounding. This time they last for an hour since it hadn’t been that long since their first load. Both decide to cum in my ass.

It is early in the morning by now and they are still using anything they can insert into my ass and dick and enjoying every minute of it. They make me watch them castrate a calf and threatened to do the same to me if I don’t take it. What else am I going to do, I don’t know where I am and I am chained and naked.

Morning comes finally and you can tell they are still ready to fuck some more and start on each other. JB suddenly realizes that he was supposed to be somewhere this morning with the horse for some work. They take me down and tell me that we will leave just as soon as I get my punishment for cuming into Billy’s mouth. I am told to squeal like a pig. So I make some noises, that not it boy and I feel a paddle hit my ass. Squeal like a pig and I try again and more paddles and it keeps up until my ass is blistered and they are satisfied. My arms and knees are then chained together so that I am in almost a circle with only my ass and head/mouth outside. They put a post under my belly and with one of them on each side they carry me outside the barn. Sunshine at last and I think it is about over. I am exhausted and hungry.

As we get outside Billy announces that he has his plan for revenge for me cuming like a pig on his face and mouth. They carry me into the pig pen and hang just above the ground in the pig pen. JB then starts herding some of the hogs into another pen and leaves some of them in where I am. Billy comes around to my face and asks if I have ever seen pigs fuck. I realize what he is going to do. He starts laughing telling me how a boar pig’s dick works like a cork screw to find the hole that is oozing sow’s pussy juice. The tighten me so I can’t move and JB goes into the other pen and sticks a brush up a couple of sows cunts. He laughs as he comes back and brushes my ass and sticks it up my ass. He then goes back and gets another sow’s pussy juice and comes back tells me to open my mouth or the boar might just fuck my eyes. He laughs.

The Boars start circling me and smelling they get up to my ass and mouth with their snouts and I can see one’s dick coming out swirling. JB and Billy are sitting on fence naked except for their boots making out and sucking each other and just laughing at the site. Suddenly one board mounts me from behind and I feel this twirling sensation around my ass and all of a sudden it dick is inside we swirling in my ass. Another boar thinking my mouth is another sow cunt mounts me in front and I can see the corkscrew cock coming at me and to keep from having an eye poked out I open my mouth. Both boars ended up coming in me; I have never been so humiliated and drained. The two pick me up and laugh about their pig fuck and take me to the tank, pull the chains off and cram some pills down me and give me some water.

I wake up some time later spread eagle on the hood of my car, totally naked. My clothes are gone and so is my wallet and id. A cop is standing over me. “Boy, do you have an explanation? “I had a raging hard on and am very disoriented. I tell the cop I was abducted and used for sex by two cowboys. He smiles and says that is a pretty farfetched story way out here. He asks for my ID. I can’t find it and all my clothes are missing.

Boy, he says, I going to have to arrest you. Glad some of the locals saw and reported you out here we don’t take kindly to boys like you in these parts. I kept telling him my story and what happened and his only reply was “son, doesn’t sound like it has been a good couple of days for you and unfortunately for you it isn’t going to get any better for some time – and smiles under his aviator glasses.

@TXBound

Posted on 15 August 2014 | 5:00 pm

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Captured Abroad – Part 2

Hunter & Rory’s unusual punishment continues in Part 2 of Captured Abroad. No bondage but an interesting story.
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Captured Abroad – Part 2
by Connor Matthews
Series: Captured Abroad

The door to the SUV opened and another naked boy about my age stood there waiting. He was also shaved smooth and had a brush cut. Mr. Colson told us to follow him into the house and I was shocked at how big it was. It looked like one of those houses you see on an old movie about plantations in America. It had two big staircases at either side of the lobby and a black and white tiled floor. There were several naked people moving about, including girls. They were also shaved smooth and had brush cuts. I didn’t like the brush cut look on a girl, I preferred long hair. For the first time, I actually could see a pussy up close and hair free. I think my cock was looking as well as it began to rise. I immediately went back to the granny panties and gross food thoughts. I felt stupid entering this massive house naked and holding hands with my brother. I had a flashback to when we were little kids and used to have baths together. He was probably 6 and I was 4. I could also remember us holding hands plenty of times when we went places. Mainly because he was looking after me. So here we were again at 20 and 18 and he was once again looking after me and holding my hand to help me through it. Although it wasn’t the choice of either of us. We were led through to a large room with plenty of books and told to just wait for a few minutes. We were allowed to let go of each other’s hands, but I almost didn’t want to at this point, as it seemed like I was using it to suck some of Rory’s strength out of him to help prop me up.

Cory and Mason were still with us. “Don’t worry, 30 days goes by really fast around here. It’s not like going to prison where you have nothing to do. We stay pretty busy and they look after us very well. The hardest stuff to get used to will be all the public sex; but if you can get past that, you might actually enjoy yourselves,” Mason said helpfully.

Public sex? I thought to myself. I had never had private sex, so public sex seemed like it would be way out of my comfort level. Mr. Colson returned before we could talk anymore.

“Mason, you will have Rory in your room and I expect you to teach him everything so that he is ready for his first performance. He is to receive 72 hours training, after that we will put you into the regular schedule. Cory, you have Hunter, but you may not use him sexually until after tonight’s show. We would like him to remain a virgin until then. You will train him for one week as Hunter has not had any kind of experiences before. After that, I’ll decide which chores you can be assigned to. Now go.”

Cory quickly took my hand and pulled me out of the room as we ran upstairs to a bedroom. “This is my bedroom,” he explained. It was nicely appointed and had a queen size bed in the middle.

“What did Mr. Colson mean when he said `tonight’s show’. What kind of show?” “I’m not a hundred percent certain, but from things I’ve seen in the past, you’ll probably be losing your virginity in front of a group of people. He kinda likes it when he gets a virgin here, so he makes a big deal out of it.”

“Oh my god, you’re kidding. I’m going to have to have sex in front of people? Is this like a gay thing or a straight thing?” I asked since all the sex I’d seen so far was guy on guy.

“I have no idea, but you should be prepared for both. There’s a strong possibility that he could make your brother take your virginity. I’m not saying he will; I’m just saying that I wouldn’t put it past him.”

“Fuck there’s no way Rory would do that. I’m sure he’d just refuse.”

“Not if he’s smart he wouldn’t. Look it’s just sex. It’s supposed to be enjoyable. Until you get comfortable with all this, just close your eyes when things get too much. Normally I’d show you stuff, but you heard Mr. Colson, I’m not allowed to touch you until after the show tonight.”

“Then what?” I asked. Hanging around having a conversation with another boy in the nude was strange enough, but talking about having sex in that same conversation was even stranger.

“Then you and I will be expected to have sex with each other for a week. They have cameras everywhere, so it’s not like we can just fake it.” I looked around the room and saw a couple of security cameras in the ceiling. I became a little self-conscious knowing that I was being watched.

“What kind of sex?” I said not sure what else to ask.

“On training duties, I will be expected to show you everything to get you ready for any task they throw at us. If you’re not ready, then both of us get into trouble and possibly get more days added.”

“You mean you’re here on punishment as well?”

“Yeah. I got a year, but I didn’t learn fast enough and tried to fight them and even run away, so I got another year and a half. That’s why I am giving you so much advice. They add time very easily, so just do what they want, when they want and the more polite you are, and the better you do things, the faster you leave.”

“Is this like places you see on TV where the people are sentenced for doing something minor and never heard from again?”

Cory laughed. “No, if you behave, you will leave in 30 days, maybe even less if you please Mr. Colson.”

“Does the same go for Rory?” I enquired.

“Yeah, but as for sex, since he’s not a virgin, I have no doubt that he and Mason are already going at it. Mason will be explaining the same things to him, and they’ll be watching to make sure Mason gets right to his training.
Since they opened up your brother’s ass, they’ll want to keep it open, so no doubt he’ll get fucked at least three times a day. The way it works around here is that you are expected to fuck or be fucked by the person you sleep with. At a minimum, last thing at night before you fall asleep, and then as soon as you wake up. During the day, usually after lunch, there is some sort of show put on using members of the house that they select. If you’re not in the show, then you just get on with your chores.”

“You’re kidding about all this right?” I asked listening to it as if I’d entered a bizarre fantasy television show. Like a naked sex crazed `Big Brother’.

“Nope, but you’ll see tonight.” He showed me around his room and then took me down the hall to the bathroom. It looked more like a gym shower than a private bathroom. There was a large shower area with plenty of places to shower, and a few sinks and a lot of mirrors. Thankfully the toilets were in a private stall or I was really going to have trouble with that. There is no way I could shit in front of someone. He showed me another smaller room which had several nozzles hanging from the wall.

“This is the enema room where we clean ourselves out. I’ll be showing you how that works tomorrow. You’ve already been done today. We usually do that at least once a day, maybe more if we’re selected for other tasks. The shaving is normally done in the showers and it’s best if you get someone to help you every day. Usually the guys that sleep together, shower and shave together as well. For the next week you and I will be together and doing it with each other. After that it’ll be whoever you hook up with.”

“I saw girls here too, do they share this same bathroom?”

“Sure, we all do. It’s not like we need privacy, although the girls do have a room they can go to when they are having their time of the month. All I can say is that I’m glad I’m not a girl.”

“Cory, can I ask you a question, and I hope you don’t take offense. Are you gay or straight?”

“I really have no idea. Before coming here, I thought I just liked girls, but since fooling around with both, I find guys are easier to be with. I still like girls, but it almost doesn’t matter anymore. The only part that sucks is when people leave after their time is up. I just make a good friend and get to know them and they move on.”

“Does anyone ask to stay longer?” I said not imagining they would but I was curious and Cory was easy to talk to.

“Sometimes, but they’re not allowed to if their time is up. Of course it doesn’t take much to get time added if they really want to stay. Look at me. I should have been out of here a few months ago, but I still have another year to go. More than the original punishment.”

“Do you like it here?”

“I miss my old life, but it’s not unpleasant here for the most part. Occasionally I don’t like the shows we have to do as the people aren’t my type, but mostly it’s pretty good.”

“I notice you’re circumcised.” I said looking down at him. I hadn’t seen many before and certainly not for a prolonged period of time. Just glances in change rooms.

“Yeah, I was uncircumcised when I got here, but the Doctor said that my skin was too tight and it was causing problems for me. I could never pull if back over the head, and if I did when it was soft, it sometimes got stuck and almost strangled my cock. So they circumcised me, which actually feels a lot more comfortable. I suppose if I’d never come here, I might never have known I had a real problem. I kinda like my cock like this, but sometimes I miss the foreskin. Yours looks pretty good though.”

He reached over and took hold of my cock and I jumped back. “Hey.”

“Sorry, I was just going to pull the skin back to have a look at the head. You probably should get used to that around here. People are always grabbing each other’s junk. It’s almost like saying hello. In the mornings when we come in to take a shower, you’ll probably see a lot of sex going on. One of the rules you learn pretty fast is that the more sexual you are, the happier you make everyone and the easier thing go for you. If you resist, then they make an example out of you and sometimes the sex can become a little rougher.” He reached over again and took hold of my cock. I resisted the urge to slap his hand away and punch him in the face. I watched as he expertly skinned me back to expose the head.

“It’s so much more sensitive when you have foreskin. Makes you cum faster, I think. That’s one thing that we’ll have to work on this week. You have to learn to control it otherwise you finish way too fast. Unless you’re one of these guys that can cum and then stay hard until you cum again.”

“Are you kidding? Once I jerk off my dick is so sensitive that I can barely touch it to clean it up.”

“Well that will be one of our lessons for sure. You gotta be able to keep going if you cum. We’ll maybe work on that tonight.”

“Tonight?”

“Yeah after your show, whatever they have planned. Once it’s over then you and I will be sleeping together all week, so we’ll be fucking and making out at night and again in the morning, and tonight will be no exception. I just hope that it’s not going to run too late or you’ll be exhausted. If you are tired though, you can just lie there and I can fuck you. That way you don’t have to participate so much.”

“I don’t really think I’d like getting fucked. So maybe we could just kiss if we have to do something.”

Cory laughed again. “I wish it were that simple. No, I don’t think you completely understand. We have to have full on sex when we make out. That means at least one of us has to get fucked each time. By the time you leave here in 30 days, you will have fucked or been fucked at least 60 times, but probably a hell of a lot more.”

I stood there looking at him as if he were crazy. How could they expect that much sex? Even jerking off, I sometimes only did it once a day, three at most. I was sure he was mistaken and maybe he just liked me and wanted to get into my pants more…hmmm…that saying really didn’t work around here, since I wasn’t wearing pants.

He showed me the rest of the house and back yard which seemed to go on for miles. We said hi to a lot of the other people around, all of whom were naked and shaved like we were. I guess there were a ton of people doing things wrong in this country. But I thought about what prisons were like back home and thought that if I had a choice, I would probably pick this. We went back inside and sat at a long table. Food and juice was brought over almost immediately.

“If you get hungry, just come in here and food is provided. It’s usually pretty good, but if you have any allergies or anything, just write it on the board there beside your name, and they’ll make sure to avoid it. Don’t write down food you just don’t like or that gets you additional punishment. Just write down actual allergies. If they think you’re lying, they’ll test you.” I nodded my understanding.

“I haven’t seen Rory yet?” I said as I ate, not realizing just how hungry I really was.

“Mason really likes your brother, so he’ll probably be fucking him for another couple hours yet,” Cory replied as we sat side by side eating. This was another weird sensation. Sitting naked at a table having a meal, but I was getting used to it. I almost didn’t even notice the other naked people anymore, so no doubt by the end of the 30 days it would seem pretty normal. I somehow doubted Rory would just be lying on a bed somewhere getting fucked. He was bigger than Mason, so if anything, Mason would be the one getting stuffed. But that just depended on how convinced Rory was that he had to do it.

Cory and I went downstairs to a large room that had all sorts of recreation equipment. Workout stuff, a big TV, pool table, and other things including video games. I noticed two guys fucking on the workout mats in the corner and made a note not to use those mats for any exercises. There were several couches, so Cory pulled me over to one and we sat down together. He tried to pull me against him as if he were trying to cuddle up with me, but I didn’t really want that. We watched a movie while on one of the other couches a guy and a girl were kissing and he had his fingers in her pussy. I tried not to watch as each time I did I felt blood rush to my cock, but it was almost too compelling, and before I knew it I was rock hard. I positioned my arms and legs to hide it the best I could.

Cory leaned over and whispered to me. “It’s almost a better show than the movie. Too bad you’re off limits today or I’d take care of that raging boner.” I blushed as I smiled and looked at him. He was also sporting an erection which was about 7 inches in length, not that I’m an expect cock measurer. Mine was 8 and his looked smaller, ergo, he was 7. Simple logic.

I tried to get my cock to go down, but it was a lost cause, especially when the guy stood in front of the girl and began to fuck her. Cory turned up the TV so that we could hear it over here moaning. I was able to see between the guys legs as he fucked the chick. His balls were swinging back and forth almost hypnotically and I could see part of his shaft going in and out. My own cock was leaking so much pre-cum that my leg was very wet. The guy finally grunted loudly and collapsed on the girl. He pulled out a few minutes later and took off, leaving her there with legs apart. I could see cum dripping out of her pussy. She stood up a few minutes later and left.

“Finally, now we can watch the movie in peace,” Cory said as he swung his legs up and put them over my lap. I almost didn’t mind as it was helping to hide my boner. I put my hand on his smooth legs and we just sat there together. It didn’t actually feel that gross having his legs over my lap. He was nice and warm and I found myself dozing a little until I felt him move and pull me up. “Let’s go have a nap upstairs. You’ll probably need it.” I didn’t object and followed him up to his bedroom. We climbed onto the bed and I went to get under the covers.

“Dude, for the moment we’ll just nap on top of the covers. I don’t want them to burst in here thinking we’re having sex. They were pretty specific about me not touching you yet.” I understood and we lay side by side. I sleep face down so it was a little privacy anyway, even though my ass was visible for the world to see. I fell asleep quickly and only woke up when I felt a hand rubbing my back with someone kissing my neck. It felt really nice and I opened my eyes slowly thinking about the bizarre dream I’d just had. I turned and looked at Cory smiling at me and realized the dream was actually my current reality.

“Time to go get you cleaned up for your first show.” He said quietly. I groaned and almost wondered what would happen if I just stayed in bed and let them do this mystery show without me, but Cory had other plans and pulled me out of bed. He handed me a towel and toothbrush which were by the door.

“This is your stuff. We keep them in the bedrooms so that it doesn’t get confusing.” He grabbed his stuff and we headed to the bathroom. Our first stop was to take a piss and then brush our teeth. Then it was shower time. The soap and shampoo were in dispensers on the wall. We had to step over two guys fucking in the middle of the shower area, but no one seemed to be paying attention and it certainly wasn’t of interest to me, except for wondering how they could do it on the cold wet floor, and in public like that.

“Bend over and let me check to make sure you don’t have any stubble on your ass yet,” Cory said as he pushed me forward. I put my hands on the wall and he pried my ass cheeks open and rand finger down my crack. He had me turn around and felt my balls and pubic area. “Good, no need to do any shaving yet. We’ll do it tomorrow after we douche.”

`Oh goodie’ I thought to myself sarcastically. As if I were looking forward to more ass and balls shaving, never mind the humiliation of an enema. We cleaned up thoroughly and after I dried off, we went back to the bedroom. Cory explained that when they were ready, someone would come and get us. I tried to get more information about what to expect, but Cory said he honestly didn’t know. They never knew until they were taken into the room. `The Room’ sounded like a place I really didn’t want to go. I imagined a large cavern with flickering wall torches and guys in hooded robes gathered in a circle. Maybe I watch just way too much TV. Finally the door opened and one of the naked guys said they were ready.

Connor Matthews

Posted on 1 August 2014 | 5:00 pm

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Cory’s Virtual-Reality Day

19 yo Cory thinks he’s about to a have a virtual experience but it quickly becomes all too real. The poor boy is bound stripped and subjected to foot torture and electro-genital torture.
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Cory’s Virtual Reality Day
by D.R. von Todtenhausen

Cory, a youthful-looking 19-year-old with dishwater blond hair and bleached bangs was an avid gamer and was especially fond of virtual reality type games. He would do everything he could to seek out new and untried virtual reality games and every time he heard of something new, he was usually out to try it first. One day he was walking down the street and came to a new store-front shop in a rather run-down part of town. In the window there was a large poster advertising a spectacular and unforgettable new virtual reality game. There was no other description, only the promise that it was completely new and offered an experience that the user would never forget. This, of course, was just the type of thing that interested Cory and he went into the shop.

Behind the counter was a man with a stock of many virtual reality games, all of which Cory had already seen and tried. He asked about the new game advertised in the window and was told that that game was something that had never been seen before and would offer an experience that Cory would never, never forget. Right away he had caught Cory’s interest and Cory asked more about the game, but the man would tell him nothing else about it. All the man would say was that the game was indescribable and whoever wanted to try it would be totally unprepared for the experience and would never experience anything like it. Cory couldn’t stand the anticipation any longer and wanted to try the game right away. He asked what the cost was and the man said that since Cory was the first to try the game he would let him have the experience without cost. Now Cory was really excited.

The man called an assistant from the back room to keep an eye on the shop while he took Cory through a side door and into a room with virtual reality headgear on several shelves. The man gave Cory a headpiece and helped to strap it on with the virtual reality screen inside the face guard. He then turned the headpiece on and Cory saw what looked like a long stone hallway with torches lining the walls for light. The man asked what Cory saw and Cory described the hallway and a set of large, heavy wooden doors at the end of the passage. The man said that everything was working fine and that he would help Cory walk down the passageway and through the doors. He led Cory forward a way and Cory described the view of walking down the passageway and seeing the torches as he passed. Finally the man stopped in front of a door, which Cory saw as the heavy, wooden double doors on the screen. The doors opened and Cory was led into a large, torch-lit stone room with vaulted ceilings. All Cory saw on the screen was the large stone room, but suddenly he was grabbed on both sides by strong, muscular arms and pulled forward further into the room. Cory couldn’t believe the feeling. He had never experienced a virtual reality game with such true-to-life feelings and experiences. He was really starting to think that this was, indeed, a very realistic new game and he was looking forward to it even more.

Suddenly, the strap was loosened on the headpiece and the whole thing was yanked off Cory’s head. When his eyes focused, he found himself in a room very like the one shown on the virtual reality headpiece screen, except that instead of being empty, the room was a fully-equipped torture chamber and the arms holding him belonged to two big, burly guys with black hoods over their heads. Cory still wasn’t sure what was real and what was virtual-reality. The big guys dragged Cory forward into the room and Cory protested saying “Hey, what is this?” “What happened to the virtual reality game?”

One of the burly men holding him said: “This is the game!” “You were told that this was going to be an experience you would never forget, and I’m telling you that it is going to be more real than you ever expected!”

With that the man from the shop entered the room clothed in a flowing black robe. Cory said: “Hey, I don’t think I’m going to like this game. I think I want to quit now.”

“Oooooh, it’s much too late for that,” answered the man. “The experience is just beginning, and as I promised, it will be one that will be unforgettable.”

At a nod from the robed man, the two hooded men tore the shirt from Cory’s body leaving him bare to the waist.

Cory yelled: “Hey, what are you doing?” “You just ruined a good shirt.”

“You won’t be needing it,” said one of the hooded men and both men then lifted Cory off the floor and pulled off his shoes. Again Cory protested, but to no avail. Cory was then pulled over to a large, wide wheel with boards, which looked like someone could get inside and walk on the boards somewhat like a wheel in a hamster cage. Cory was brought up to the wheel, standing with his back against the boards on the outside of the wheel. His arms were jerked up over his head and his wrists were secured to two large metal rings fastened to the wheel.

Cory kept yelling: “What are you doing?” “Stop!”

The hooded men then unfastened Cory’s pants and let them fall to his ankles. By this time Cory was really protesting and asking what was going on. The men then pulled down his underwear, leaving Cory naked except for the clothes at his ankles. Those weren’t there very long because the men bent down and pulled the pants and underpants off and Cory was standing there with his back against the wheel and only his white socks were left of his clothing. He kept protesting and protesting until the hooded men bent down and pulled off Cory’s socks, leaving him naked. The men were tired of Cory’s complaining and one of them grabbed Cory by his dick and balls and squeezed hard. Cory opened his mouth to cry out in pain and the other hooded man stuffed Cory’s socks into his mouth to silence the griping.

Now Cory was standing there totally naked and exposed and the men began to fasten shackles onto Cory’s ankles. The metal shackles were attached to two chains, which were also attached to metal rings embedded into the stone floor. The chain on each ankle was about a foot and a half in length. The men began to turn a wheel with spokes, which then started the larger wheel to turn. The more the wheel turned, the more pressure Cory felt on his arms stretched above his head. Soon he felt his heels start to rise up from the floor, leaving only his bare toes touching the cold stone floor. Soon those toes, too, were lifted off the floor and the weight of Cory’s body was hanging on his arms except for where his back arched over the wide wheel. Soon the wheel turned far enough that the chains on his ankle shackles had reached the limit of their length and started to put a downward pull on his ankles. Now things started to get rather painful for Cory. He kept mumbling sounds and shaking his head from side to side, but the socks in his mouth made his protests unintelligible. The more the wheel turned, the more pressure was placed on Cory’s arched back and the stretching from his arms and ankles became unbearable.

By this time the robed man from the shop was seated at a table and watching the whole scene with delight. Cory kept making sounds and shaking his head from side to side until the robed man said: “You know, we’re missing a lot of enjoyment as things are. Let’s get rid of those socks so we can hear the boy better.”

The hooded men then pulled the socks from Cory’s mouth and Cory cried out: “Stop!” “Stop!” “Why are you doing this?”

The man at the table answered: “You wanted a totally new experience, now we are giving it to you.”

“No, No!” yelled Cory. “I don’t want to do this any more.”

“Oh, no, we can’t stop now,” said the man at the table, “this is way too much fun!”
“You know,” he continued, “I think we are missing out on a lot of the sound effects for this game.”

As he said this, he nodded, and the hooded men began to turn the wheel tighter. Cory stretched further and further until finally the pain got so bad that he screamed: “Ahhhhhh, aaaahhhhh, aaaaahhhhhhhhhh!” “Stop! I can’t stand it!”

“Now, that sounds much better to get the proper sound effects for the game,” said the robed man at the table. “But I think we need a little more shrieking.”

When he said this one of the hooded men took a set of long tongs and brought out a shallow metal pan filled with glowing coals. He slid the pan under Cory’s bare feet which were above the floor to the length of the chains holding his ankles. Soon the heat from the coals began to rise and Cory felt the pain on the soles of his feet.

“EEEEEEEEEEE!” “Eeeeaaaahhhh, eeeeeeaaaaaaahhhh!” Cory shrieked as the robed man smiled with pleasure and the heat tore into Cory’s feet. “Yeeaaaaahaaah!, take it away! Take it away! Eeeeaaaaaahhhhhhh! It burns! It burns!” Cory squealed.

“That’s more like it,” said the robed man. “That’s what I like to hear! I just love those shrieking screams!”

Cory screeched and screamed over and over as the heat from the coals burned the bottoms of his feet. The hooded men were careful, however, and pulled the pan of glowing coals out from under Cory’s feet before causing major damage. Then they slid it back under again bringing more screams from Cory as the heat hit his tender soles again. Cory was stretched taut on the wheel and the chains were pulling on his ankles so he couldn’t move his feet away from the heat. All he could do was scream and curl his toes upward or downward to try to protect his feet as much as possible. The hooded men and the robed man at the table were enjoying Cory’s torture totally. Every expression of pain on Cory’s face and every scream and squeal that came from Cory’s mouth brought a smile of pleasure to the faces of his tormentors. Cory was in total agony and they knew it and loved it!

The Torment Continues

As the hooded men pulled the pan of coals out from under Cory’s feet again, the robed man at the table said: “Now let’s try something else for entertainment.”

The hooded men loosened the tension on the wheel and Cory’s feet came down to rest on the ground again. The cold stone of the floor felt soothing on the bare soles of his feet after the heat from the coals. The shackles were released from his ankles and his wrists were loosened from the rings on the wheel, letting his arms fall to his sides. Cory was so exhausted he just crumpled on the floor. The hooded men grabbed him and lifted him up to walk/drag him across the floor to a spot where two vertical upright poles were embedded into the floor. There were metal rings near the tops and bottoms of the poles. Cory was dragged between the poles and ropes were fastened around his wrists and then brought through the rings at the top of the poles, one arm to each pole. The ropes were pulled, stretching Cory’s arms upward and outward, spreading the arms wide and pulling Cory’s feet off the floor again. They left Cory hanging there for a while with just his arms spread wide and his feet dangling beneath him. All three men sat back and just looked at Cory’s beautiful body suspended there with his spread-eagled arms making his beautiful bare chest stand out perfectly. After a while the robed man nodded and the two hooded men went over and grabbed Cory’s feet, each one fastening a rope around Cory’s ankles. These ropes were then pulled through the metal rings near the bottoms of the poles and Cory’s legs were spread and stretched widely apart. Now Cory was truly and totally spread-eagled between the upright poles. Cory groaned with pain as the weight of his body pulled on his arms and shoulders. His wide-spread legs left him completely vulnerable for anything his tormentors wanted to do to him. The hooded men fondled and played with Cory’s dick and balls but Cory was so exhausted and in so much pain, he just groaned again as his head drooped so his chin was resting on his chest.

“I think he needs a little stimulation to wake him up,” said the robed man. His assistants knew just what to do and one of the hooded men brought over a flaming torch. He walked up behind Cory and held the flaming end of the torch under Cory’s dick and balls, passing the flame from back to front between Cory’s spread legs.

“Yiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaahah!” cried Cory as the flames tickled his dick and balls and the acrid smell of burning pubic hair filled the room. Again the torch was passed under Cory and pulled out again with Cory screaming all the while the torch was under him. The robed man walked over to stand in the front of Cory and looked down at Cory’s exposed genitals.

“Well,” said the robed man. “This is really great!” And as he said this he used his hands to slap Cory’s dick and balls. “That flame saved us the trouble of shaving him,” the man said as he again brushed Cory’s genitals with his fingers. Cory’s dick and balls were slightly red, but not really burned, but the hair was all singed off and it was almost as if he had been shaved. “It’s so nice to see the merchandise without all that hair in the way,” said the man in the robe. “This will be much nicer for us to continue.”

Now the other hooded man took the flaming torch and walked behind Cory again. Cory was in terror not knowing what to expect next and not being able to see behind him to know what was coming. Suddenly he felt a searing pain on his right foot. The hooded man was holding the torch under Cory’s already tender sole. A loud, piercing scream tore from Cory’s throat and another came quickly thereafter as the torch flames were passed under his other foot. Back and forth the torch went – not lingering long enough to burn Cory’s feet, but certainly enough to elicit a scream of anguish from Cory with each pass. Again and again the torch flames were passed under Cory’s feet and between his legs. Finally it was too much and Cory passed out from the pain and exhaustion.

“Bathe him in a warm bath and scrub him clean,” were the orders given by the head man. “Let him soak and relax and take him to his cell for the night, we will have more fun tomorrow.”

Cory awoke when he was placed into the warm bath and felt soothed on his aching muscles after his ordeal. He was then given a robe and slippers and taken to his cell where he immediately fell asleep.

When morning came any hopes Cory might have had of an end to the torment were quickly dashed when the hooded men came again. They grabbed him and took him back into the room with the seated figures at the table. This time they took off his robe and placed Cory onto a rack. They pulled his arms up and fastened them to the winch. Then Cory’s slippers were removed and his ankles were attached at the opposite end of the table. Immediately the soles of Cory’s bare feet were whipped with a long wooden rod. Each stroke brought a scream of pain from Cory. Then the rack began to tighten and he was stretched like he was on the wheel. The pain was horrible and Cory began to moan and finally began screaming and screaming, begging them to stop the torture. The rack stretched him tighter and tighter until he thought he couldn’t bear any more. Finally he screamed a loud, high-pitched scream and fainted again.

His beautiful naked body was a delight for those who watched and they were waiting to make Cory’s virtual-reality/reality experience even more enjoyable – for them, that is.

This time, while Cory was still passed out, he was carried over to a square stone column about two foot by two foot and about four feet high. The top of the column was capped with a curved stone cap that was straight on two sides and curved like an arch on the other two sides. Cory was placed with the small of his back against the curved top of the column cap. His head and arms hung limply on one side, while his legs and feet dangled loosely on the other. His tormentors then took each arm and spread them wide and fastened ropes to his wrists. These ropes were attached to large wheels with winches on other stone columns a good distance from where Cory’s wrists were attached. Then the same thing was done to Cory’s legs, which were spread wide apart and the ankles roped and attached to wheels on columns in the same manner as his arms were. Cory was still unconscious but was now spread-eagled between the four columns with his head hanging down and the small of his back resting on the curved top of the center column. At this point Cory was awakened with icy cold water on his face. As soon as he awoke he yelled: “What is going on now?” Soon he felt the tension on his arms and legs getting tighter as the wheels on the four columns were turned, thus stretching Cory spread-eagled in four directions. The pain on his already sore and tender joints was terrible. Tighter and tighter he was stretched in the four directions. He pleaded with them to stop the torture in between moans and screams of pain. Tighter and tighter he was stretched until even his back was lifted from the center column with the curved top. Cory was in anguish as he felt himself being pulled in four directions. Then he was whipped on his bare chest as the stretching continued. Screams of pain and terror escaped his lips as he was stretched and whipped even more. Then a new torture was added. Cory felt the sting of thin wooden rods as they beat the soles of his bare feet, already tender from the taste of the coals and flames. Scream after scream echoed through the torture chamber until Cory again passed out.

Cory was released from the columns and placed spread-eagled on a large wooden table. His ankles and wrists were secured loosely and wires were clipped to his dick and balls. When he awoke from his faint, he didn’t know what was coming next. Then electricity started to surge through the wires and Cory arched his back and dug his bare heels into the table as he screamed while the electric charges surged through his genitals. The current was turned off and then on again and each time Cory screamed in anguish. The power was increased and Cory screamed even more, arching his back and showing the beauty of his nakedness. He had no way of stopping the torture and was begging for the torment to stop. His torturers stopped and started the current over and over again, each time increasing the voltage a bit, making Cory scream and arch his back more and more, as he flopped down on the table when the current was not surging through him. At last the pain of the shocking was so bad that Cory again passed out.

When he came to, he found himself fully dressed and sitting in a chair in the front of the virtual reality game store. Not knowing what was really real and what was virtual reality, he vowed to himself that he would never again be interested in any virtual-reality games. He fled the store, but he felt sore all over and when he checked himself at home he found the whip marks on his chest and saw how tender the soles of his feet were. When he went back to the location to confront the people, he found that the store-front was empty and there was no trace of the game store.

D.R. von Todtenhausen

Posted on 25 July 2014 | 5:30 pm

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Straight Boy Gets a Master

An 18 yo straight boy with in an interested in bondage gets his first gay experience when he meets up with a local gay master.
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Straight Boy Gets a Master
by Blue Blaah

My story begins when I was 18, I’m a pretty normal guy for the most part. One thing different about myself I’ve known since I was a kid was, I enjoyed being tied up. When I came of age it seemed to have a sexual component, I’d get aroused seeing people on tv bound and gagged. I must have been 17 when my Family got the internet, I spent a lot of time using aol and other chat rooms to explore my bondage fetish. I’d search for “dominatrix” of just girls to tie me up, usually I wouldn’t get far.

There was a guy who was always in the chat room named hogtiePhoto, I once used the old a/s/l since the name was very interesting. They didn’t get back to me right away, a few days later I got a 38/m/NJ. I was pleased to see the NJ since I was too but the male part was disappointed. He asked what mine was, “I said never mind I’m a guy, but 18/m/NJ” He responds “Do you like to be tied up?” I say; “Well yes, but I’m not gay, kinda looking for a girl to do it.” “Too bad, You’re right up my ally lol, my favorite type to hogtie.” He replies. I couldn’t help but get aroused. Bored and curious I say “Oh yeah, you tie 18 year old guys up?” He tells me He is a photographer and likes tying guys up, he his married and wife doesn’t mind the bondage scenes. He usually pays $50.00 an hour for a shoot, $100 if its an underwear scenario. I was pretty intrigued about this as he added details.

A few weeks goes by and hogtiePhoto messages me on a Wednesday night, he tells me he saw the picture I just put in my profile and really liked it. He wanted to set up a shoot, I thought about it but declined. He offered $300 to keep me tied up one hour, if I change my mind the offer stands. That next Friday I was out with my buddies and had a few drinks. I got home at 8pm and was bored, I saw hogtiePhoto online and semi joking I IMed him saying “I’ll do the photo shoot for 400, tonight!” He wasted no time saying “Okay, wear the underwear I give you and you have a deal.” He lived 20 minutes away and I didn’t drive, he came to pick me up. I was nervous but excited, by 9 pm I was in who I now know as Dave. He was a normal looking white middle age guy, very friendly. He offered me a drink on the ride which I took. He explained his procedure; we enter the house, got to his basement studio and I change then lay on the floor with my hand crossed behind my back.

We enter his modest home and he leads me to his studio, I use the bathroom and he hands me a shiny pink bikini to put on. I was apprehensive but wanted the money, plus I still had a good buzz going. I get the underwear on and lay on the carpet as told, Dave wastes no time securing my wrists together with layer after layer for sticky grey duct tape, he binds my ankles and knees as well. He asks if I came get free, I try and tell him no. He just stands over me with a big smile, no camera in sight I get nervous as I realize he stuck I am. I ask when he’ll take pics since we only had an hour. He laughs and says “You don’t need to worry about time, you’re not in any position to say when you leave. Do you want a sock taped in your mouth?” I became scared but still aroused, I stay quiet. He says, “I’ll tell you what. I’ll ask you a few questions, depending on your answers I’ll determine your time here.”

1. Are you aroused. I say no.
2. Would you ever please a man orally? I said no.
3. Did you tell anyone you were coming here? No, um wait yes (lying but he knew)

He rolls me over and saw I had a hard on, then told me he knew I was lying about telling people I was there. He explains that any guy he has ever tied up has sucked dick before released, as he props me up on my knees. He removes his pants and sits in front of me on a sofa, he says if I suck him he’ll free me with in an hour. I think about it but can’t do it, I threaten to call the police. He laughs and gets up, he grabs a big role of duct tape, he gets behind me and stuffs the briefs he was wearing in my mouth. He heavily tapes my head/mouth shut, making it impossible to cry out or remove the gag. He was even bragging about how well gagged I was. Dave sits on the sofa with my head on his lap, telling me since I got mouthy with him I’ll be there at least two days and a day more everytime I disobey. He explains since seeing me in the chat room he planned on making me a sex slave, he said he loved catching young flies in his web. He said since I was bound, gagged, locked in a basement where nobody knew I was I was his. He made me watch a video of a college guy roped face down naked on a bed ( which was the same bed in the room I was in) mouth heavily gagged, eyes taped then 3 guys took turns fucking him. Dave told be the kid had 5 guys he never saw fuck him at a party Dave through because the kid was disobedient. At this point I’d been broken down, I had only been in Dave’s house for an hour and I was all his. He told me If I wanted a chance to get free, I can suck him. I shake my head yes, he says I must keep the gag on two hours then I can. After that two hours Dave said, he’d un gag me but I’d have to beg for it on video. I had no choice. I was told to say “Please sir, put your cock in my mouth”. He did. I didn’t know what I was doing but tried, he came in my mouth with in 2 minutes. He told me I needed work as he put the underwear back in my mouth, then taped them. I slept wrapped tightly in tape, with a mans underwear stuffed in my mouth with my head taped. I was still scared and uncomfortable as I have been captive 12 hours. It must of been 9 am when Dave came down strains, telling me how cute I look all gagged up. He said he was gonna keep me for a few days, he wanted to get me in the “hot bed” to entertain friends. He has high powered friends who like fucking anonymous slaves. I said ” mmmmmmmmmphhh!” He said, just kidding. He told me if I give him a really good blow job hell free me. So I had my gag removed and got to work, I used my tongue in circles and tried hard to please him. It didn’t take long. He took pictures of cum on my mouth.

Dave said it was all in good fun, but if I told anyone the pics and video with be put online. He untied me, I got
dressed and he took me home.

Part 2

A few weeks had gone by since my bondage experience with Dave. It wasn’t what I planned but I didn’t get hurt and made $500.00. I guess the extra 100 was “hush money”. I didn’t know how to feel about what I had done and what happened to me. Dave didn’t contact me for at least three weeks, one night I check my email to find Dave sent me an email. A picture of me taped up on his floor, he basically said he wanted me to do another photo session. I ignored him at first then I get a pic of me sucking him, he said “Come get tied up and make some money or this picture will be posted on walls in your neighborhood.” I agreed, besides the blackmail he seemed to have a hold on me.

The very next Friday evening I’m in Dave’s car on the way to his house, he is far more up front about his motives than our first meeting. He told me, I must call him Sir. We enter the house and head down stairs. I’m given a red thong to put on, I did as I was told. Dave told me to lay face down on the bed. It was a wrought iron four post queen bed, ropes were already tied to the corners. Dave first tightly ties my feet spread apart, the he straddles me and starts roping my right hand good and snug. As he starts to tie my left hand I realize what will most likely happen as I’m tied up, I struggle but he overpowers me and gets me fully bound. He then orders me to grab the bed post so he tapes my hands/fingers to the bed and over the ropes. I say “Sir I’m not sure what you have in mind but I don’t want anal sex.” He strips makes and straddles me, he pulls my head back and stuffs his briefs in my mouth, tapes them in good. He spends a while rubbing and spanking my ass, pulled my thong down with his teeth. He straddles me rubbing his dick between my butt cheeks, he says “I’d hate to be you now, you’re helplessly tied to a gay mans bed about to get fucked all weekend. You can scream all you want but with my dirty underwear taped in your mouth only I’ll hear you. This turns me!”

Dave rubs lube on his fingers and starts rubbing my asshole, as he penetrates me he says “The bad news is I have a huge dick, the good news is I can go all night.” He starts slow then faster and harder, I can’t help but cry out “mmmmpppphhhhh”. This turns Dave on since only he can hear me.. It was pretty painful for the 45 minutes it lasted, he came and pulled out. “Even after last time you let me strip you and tie you face down to my bed, you had to have known you’d be fucked.” He said. I wondered myself, why did I let him? Too late! Dave took pictures of me tied to his bed, he said as he wrapped tape around my eyes “I’ll send these pics to some buddies who like to fuck, maybe a few guys will fuck you and you’ll never know who.” I freak out and try to break free and scream. This made Dave hard and his dick went right back in my ass. He pounded me for another half hour.

I woke up untied, laying on a couch. Dave was very nice, he gave me $250 and a ride home. He told me he thought that is what I wanted and he wanted to help me find pleasure. I stayed quiet. After that Dave and I chatted a few times but never met again….

Blue Blaah

Posted on 13 July 2014 | 11:16 pm

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Straight Boy Gets a Master

An 18 yo straight boy with in an interested in bondage gets his first gay experience when he meets up with a local gay master.
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Straight Boy Gets a Master
by Blue Blaah

My story begins when I was 18, I’m a pretty normal guy for the most part. One thing different about myself I’ve known since I was a kid was, I enjoyed being tied up. When I came of age it seemed to have a sexual component, I’d get aroused seeing people on tv bound and gagged. I must have been 17 when my Family got the internet, I spent a lot of time using aol and other chat rooms to explore my bondage fetish. I’d search for “dominatrix” of just girls to tie me up, usually I wouldn’t get far.

There was a guy who was always in the chat room named hogtiePhoto, I once used the old a/s/l since the name was very interesting. They didn’t get back to me right away, a few days later I got a 38/m/NJ. I was pleased to see the NJ since I was too but the male part was disappointed. He asked what mine was, “I said never mind I’m a guy, but 18/m/NJ” He responds “Do you like to be tied up?” I say; “Well yes, but I’m not gay, kinda looking for a girl to do it.” “Too bad, You’re right up my ally lol, my favorite type to hogtie.” He replies. I couldn’t help but get aroused. Bored and curious I say “Oh yeah, you tie 18 year old guys up?” He tells me He is a photographer and likes tying guys up, he his married and wife doesn’t mind the bondage scenes. He usually pays $50.00 an hour for a shoot, $100 if its an underwear scenario. I was pretty intrigued about this as he added details.

A few weeks goes by and hogtiePhoto messages me on a Wednesday night, he tells me he saw the picture I just put in my profile and really liked it. He wanted to set up a shoot, I thought about it but declined. He offered $300 to keep me tied up one hour, if I change my mind the offer stands. That next Friday I was out with my buddies and had a few drinks. I got home at 8pm and was bored, I saw hogtiePhoto online and semi joking I IMed him saying “I’ll do the photo shoot for 400, tonight!” He wasted no time saying “Okay, wear the underwear I give you and you have a deal.” He lived 20 minutes away and I didn’t drive, he came to pick me up. I was nervous but excited, by 9 pm I was in who I now know as Dave. He was a normal looking white middle age guy, very friendly. He offered me a drink on the ride which I took. He explained his procedure; we enter the house, got to his basement studio and I change then lay on the floor with my hand crossed behind my back.

We enter his modest home and he leads me to his studio, I use the bathroom and he hands me a shiny pink bikini to put on. I was apprehensive but wanted the money, plus I still had a good buzz going. I get the underwear on and lay on the carpet as told, Dave wastes no time securing my wrists together with layer after layer for sticky grey duct tape, he binds my ankles and knees as well. He asks if I came get free, I try and tell him no. He just stands over me with a big smile, no camera in sight I get nervous as I realize he stuck I am. I ask when he’ll take pics since we only had an hour. He laughs and says “You don’t need to worry about time, you’re not in any position to say when you leave. Do you want a sock taped in your mouth?” I became scared but still aroused, I stay quiet. He says, “I’ll tell you what. I’ll ask you a few questions, depending on your answers I’ll determine your time here.”

1. Are you aroused. I say no.
2. Would you ever please a man orally? I said no.
3. Did you tell anyone you were coming here? No, um wait yes (lying but he knew)

He rolls me over and saw I had a hard on, then told me he knew I was lying about telling people I was there. He explains that any guy he has ever tied up has sucked dick before released, as he props me up on my knees. He removes his pants and sits in front of me on a sofa, he says if I suck him he’ll free me with in an hour. I think about it but can’t do it, I threaten to call the police. He laughs and gets up, he grabs a big role of duct tape, he gets behind me and stuffs the briefs he was wearing in my mouth. He heavily tapes my head/mouth shut, making it impossible to cry out or remove the gag. He was even bragging about how well gagged I was. Dave sits on the sofa with my head on his lap, telling me since I got mouthy with him I’ll be there at least two days and a day more everytime I disobey. He explains since seeing me in the chat room he planned on making me a sex slave, he said he loved catching young flies in his web. He said since I was bound, gagged, locked in a basement where nobody knew I was I was his. He made me watch a video of a college guy roped face down naked on a bed ( which was the same bed in the room I was in) mouth heavily gagged, eyes taped then 3 guys took turns fucking him. Dave told be the kid had 5 guys he never saw fuck him at a party Dave through because the kid was disobedient. At this point I’d been broken down, I had only been in Dave’s house for an hour and I was all his. He told me If I wanted a chance to get free, I can suck him. I shake my head yes, he says I must keep the gag on two hours then I can. After that two hours Dave said, he’d un gag me but I’d have to beg for it on video. I had no choice. I was told to say “Please sir, put your cock in my mouth”. He did. I didn’t know what I was doing but tried, he came in my mouth with in 2 minutes. He told me I needed work as he put the underwear back in my mouth, then taped them. I slept wrapped tightly in tape, with a mans underwear stuffed in my mouth with my head taped. I was still scared and uncomfortable as I have been captive 12 hours. It must of been 9 am when Dave came down strains, telling me how cute I look all gagged up. He said he was gonna keep me for a few days, he wanted to get me in the “hot bed” to entertain friends. He has high powered friends who like fucking anonymous slaves. I said ” mmmmmmmmmphhh!” He said, just kidding. He told me if I give him a really good blow job hell free me. So I had my gag removed and got to work, I used my tongue in circles and tried hard to please him. It didn’t take long. He took pictures of cum on my mouth.

Dave said it was all in good fun, but if I told anyone the pics and video with be put online. He untied me, I got
dressed and he took me home.

Part 2

A few weeks had gone by since my bondage experience with Dave. It wasn’t what I planned but I didn’t get hurt and made $500.00. I guess the extra 100 was “hush money”. I didn’t know how to feel about what I had done and what happened to me. Dave didn’t contact me for at least three weeks, one night I check my email to find Dave sent me an email. A picture of me taped up on his floor, he basically said he wanted me to do another photo session. I ignored him at first then I get a pic of me sucking him, he said “Come get tied up and make some money or this picture will be posted on walls in your neighborhood.” I agreed, besides the blackmail he seemed to have a hold on me.

The very next Friday evening I’m in Dave’s car on the way to his house, he is far more up front about his motives than our first meeting. He told me, I must call him Sir. We enter the house and head down stairs. I’m given a red thong to put on, I did as I was told. Dave told me to lay face down on the bed. It was a wrought iron four post queen bed, ropes were already tied to the corners. Dave first tightly ties my feet spread apart, the he straddles me and starts roping my right hand good and snug. As he starts to tie my left hand I realize what will most likely happen as I’m tied up, I struggle but he overpowers me and gets me fully bound. He then orders me to grab the bed post so he tapes my hands/fingers to the bed and over the ropes. I say “Sir I’m not sure what you have in mind but I don’t want anal sex.” He strips makes and straddles me, he pulls my head back and stuffs his briefs in my mouth, tapes them in good. He spends a while rubbing and spanking my ass, pulled my thong down with his teeth. He straddles me rubbing his dick between my butt cheeks, he says “I’d hate to be you now, you’re helplessly tied to a gay mans bed about to get fucked all weekend. You can scream all you want but with my dirty underwear taped in your mouth only I’ll hear you. This turns me!”

Dave rubs lube on his fingers and starts rubbing my asshole, as he penetrates me he says “The bad news is I have a huge dick, the good news is I can go all night.” He starts slow then faster and harder, I can’t help but cry out “mmmmpppphhhhh”. This turns Dave on since only he can hear me.. It was pretty painful for the 45 minutes it lasted, he came and pulled out. “Even after last time you let me strip you and tie you face down to my bed, you had to have known you’d be fucked.” He said. I wondered myself, why did I let him? Too late! Dave took pictures of me tied to his bed, he said as he wrapped tape around my eyes “I’ll send these pics to some buddies who like to fuck, maybe a few guys will fuck you and you’ll never know who.” I freak out and try to break free and scream. This made Dave hard and his dick went right back in my ass. He pounded me for another half hour.

I woke up untied, laying on a couch. Dave was very nice, he gave me $250 and a ride home. He told me he thought that is what I wanted and he wanted to help me find pleasure. I stayed quiet. After that Dave and I chatted a few times but never met again….

Blue Blaah

Posted on 13 July 2014 | 11:16 pm

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Craigslist Straight Dude Tricked/Jackson – Part 2

Arrogant straight dude Ryan’s humiliation continues this time with the help of his arch rival in a story that includes bondage, spanking, forced shaving and straight boy ass fucking.
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Craigslist Straight Dude Tricked/Jackson – Part 2
by Richard
Series: Craigslist Straight Dude Tricked

PROLOGUE TO PART TWO

Over the next week, Ryan and Amber researched Jackson on the Internet (having easily obtained his full name and identity while he was blindfolded) and learned that he was, indeed, a bigshot executive/owner a major conglomerate. Even more interesting was the fact that they learned through the Internet that the CEO and head of Jackson’s biggest corporate rival was one Kurt Von Bruder, 35, an immensely powerful young corporate titan who was rumored to be maneuvering (apparently not too successfully to date) toward acquiring or overtaking Jackson’s conglomerate, always in competition with but often being out-savvied by the wily Jackson. They apparently were social rivals as well, mingling in the same circles of the ultra-rich and well-connected and competing in various sporting events, polo, golf and tennis among them. Both were listed as founding members of the Defense of Traditional Marriage League, the homophobic organization devoted to preventing same-sex marriage. (Amber and Ryan gave snorts of disgust at this revelation). Ryan and Amber further exchanged glances as they checked out a photo of Von Bruder at a polo match, the athletic, close-cropped blond stud resplendent in his tight white jodhpurs and polo gear astride a galloping stallion.

Ryan was amazed at how easy it was to contact Von Bruder himself when he provided selected screen shots of Jackson depicted in various kinky sex play/bondage situations, Von Bruder taking the bait immediately and expressing interest in buying all Ryan had at an astronomical price. When Von Bruder learned of the subterfuge that had been successfully used on Jackson and that Jackson had also unwittingly apparently been depicted receiving sexual services from another man, and especially when he learned what Ryan had planned for their second session, Von Bruder’s devious wheels began turning in his head how these “gay” and “kinky” pictures and videos could be used to blackmail Jackson and literally bring him to his knees to capitulate to whatever business advantage Von Bruder could dictate. It was a gold mine! And this gay dude Ryan could obviously be bought off cheap to obtain the tapes.

Von Bruder insisted not only on being present himself for the second session accompanied by his Lebanese bodyguard Ahmed Hakim to ensure that his own muscle could be used to help Ryan re-position Jackson without his getting free, but also helped purchase additional S & M items Ryan suggested to assist the session.

Prior to the session Von Bruder and his bodyguard were given a tour of the apartment to work out details. Von Bruder introduced his Lebanese bodyguard, Ahmed Hakim, 29, noting that Ahmed had been trained by an elite intelligence group and had been bodyguard to numerous members of the wealthy elite of many countries. Both Von Bruder and Ahmed appeared in finely tailored suits and ties, (though Von Bruder’s suit was clearly the more expensive), Ahmed darkly handsome behind designer sunglasses he wore even indoors. Nevertheless, Von Bruder treated his hunky young Lebanese bodyguard like a servant, evidently of the belief that Ahmed’s swarthy good looks made him of a lower scale than Von Bruder’s proud Teutonic roots. Von Bruder brusquely informed Ahmed what his expected tasks would be in manipulating Jackson into various humiliating positions, ordering him around like he was a schoolboy. Ryan noted Ahmed clearly loathed his boss, a fact apparently completely lost on Von Bruder.

While Von Bruder imperiously examined the area where Jackson would be receiving his “session” Ryan had a chance to converse with Ahmed privately in another room, drawing him out about the way Von Bruder treated him. Ryan took a huge risk in proposing that he and Ahmed strike a deal whereby Ahmed could share in Von Bruder’s largesse in obtaining the tapes and also secretly conspire to subject Von Bruder to some embarrassing treatment himself, all also caught on film, the better for both Ryan and Ahmed to blackmail the pompous Von Bruder himself. To Ryan’s relief, Ahmed cracked a sadistic smile at such a proposition, clearly calculating how it would mean a windfall for him and a chance to see Von Bruder get his comeuppance as well.

PART 2 BEGINS

One week later, Jackson arrived at Amber’s apartment, Armani-suited from head to toe.

Amber complimented him on his natty good looks, Jackson eating up the praise.

“So has my big, bad, naughty boy been bad this week? Yelled at the secretaries? Fired people right and left? You know bad boys have to punished!”

“You bet your ass I’ve been a ‘bad boy’, bitch! Yelled my head off, secretaries in tears, the whole shebang- so what’cha gonna do about it, huh?” queried Jackson. “You gonna try to beat my ass?” smirking, turned on by the thought of more kinky sex play, which he had been anticipating all week, not allowing himself to cum all week so he could bang Amber over and over all night long.

Amber then led Jackson to her bedroom where Ryan and Amber had installed a ceiling bracket just the right height so that Jackson could be suspended by his wrists from it.

Amber sat in a chair while she instructed Jackson “ooo, babe, why don’t we start by your removing that form-fitting designer dress shirt and tie, so I can get a look at that handsome muscular chest again!”

Flattered, winking at Amber, Jackson slowly complied, unbuttoning his designer dress shirt button by button to slowly reveal his suntanned hairy chest, all the more buffed up due to his frequent gym visits during the week to tone his magnificent body for Amber’s appreciation, music to his egotistical ears. Jackson then heaved the shirt off of his broad, suntanned shoulders and tossed it on the ground along with his silk necktie.

“Ooo babe! Look at how buff you are, my big, strong man!” cooed Amber as she approached Jackson, scooping up his silk Armani necktie. “Ohhh, stud , now I’m gonna tie you with your necktie to that bracket up there, the better to view those manly, hairy armpits. Sound like fun?”

Jackson’s cock lurched in his Armani shorts with anticipation of more kinky delights, gamely raising his buffed-up, suntanned arms revealing his Bulgari and musk-scented hairy pits as he sexily winked again and smiled broadly as he allowed Amber to tie him with his own necktie to the ceiling bracket so that Jackson was on his “tippy-toes” barely touching the floor as he hung suspended from the ceiling, his arms pulled high above his handsome head, instantly throwing a boner in his pants at the familiar, sexy feel of being under restraint by a beautiful, “model-quality” woman., loving the kinky sex game, Jackson pulling in his bonds, the better to show off his rippling, suntanned musculature.

Amber then fitted Jackson carefully with the blindfold, leaving him in darkness, anticipating.

Ryan then approached the suspended Jackson, once again taking the bound man’s handsome head and French-kissing the blindfolded, hunky hetero who cluelessly but eagerly shared his hot tongue with him as Ryan tweaked and teased Jackson’s manly nips into full erection, causing Jackson to shamelessly moan with lust, whereupon Ryan lowered his sensuous taster over Jackson’s suntanned throat before plunging it into the divide of the hairy cleft of the hetero hunk’s chiseled chest inhaling and lapping up his eager captive’s Bulgari-scented sweat. Ryan then plunged headlong into Jackson’s totally exposed hairy armpits one by one, feasting away on their steamy, manly scent as Jackson shrieked in ticklish surprise as Ryan’s slick and sinuous tongue made contact with the depths of the stud’s manly pits, the unexpected stimulation adding an erotic charge to the already-aroused executive.

Ryan then licked his way down, down over each of Jackson’s erect nips before descending further to his innie navel as Jackson arched his body and squealed with whorish delight, whereupon Ryan descended even further to inhale the scent of Jackson’s steamy jungle of dark pubes before teasing and then going down on Jackson’s now rock-hard cock, as Jackson moaned with delight, Ryan devilishly tickling the stud’s hairy balls as he did so, driving Jackson up the wall with lust. “Ohh yeah, Amber-baby, do me you fuckin’ whore!” encouraged Jackson, totally unaware that it was Ryan, and not Amber, who was doing the honors.

Ryan then approached the suspended Jackson from behind, slapping “bad boy” Jackson on the ass as Jackson went “ohhh, yeahh, babe, spank my bad boy ass! Harder! Harder!” as Ryan obliged, raising his arm high and swatting Jackson’s hard on his vulnerable white assglobes in total contrast to the rest of his sun-bronzed muscular body, the deserving executive getting the punishment he deserved for his maltreatment of his employees. If only the “girls” in the office could see their Lord and Master now, thought Ryan (deciding they probably would, eventually, when the tapes got out on the Internet!)

Soon Jackson’s ass was hot pink to red with Ryan’s handprints as Jackson’s cock became all the harder, excited by this kinky play. Ryan then spread the cheeks of Jackson’s hunky ass apart revealing his hairy asscrack and his tiny virgin aperture which winked at the cameras.

Ryan then suddenly plunged his taster along Jackson’s exposed crack as he moaned with lust and went “Yeahhh toss my salad, you bitch! You like that hot ass, huh!?” Jackson rearing his ass back onto Ryan’s eager tongue as Jackson moaned with lust and egged “Amber” on to ever-more-degrading delights. Jackson mewled with lust as he felt Ryan finally reach his tight, butch hole, his tongue teasing and stimulating the bound executive’s hot virgin hole as Jackson yelped with desire.
Ryan then abruptly stopped, much to Jackson’s surprise.

“Now for some more fun!” announced Amber from nearby.

A compliant, blindfolded, Jackson was then temporarily released from his suspension bondage from the ceiling and led over to the bed where he lay on his back, submissively allowing “Amber” to bind his wrists and ankles to the bedposts, Jackson clearly excited by his inescapable bondage as he tested the limits of his bonds and found them inescapable, his manhood swelling all the more with excitement and anticipation.

“I have a little surprise for you, Jackson baby” announced Amber once he was secured.

“What, bitch? What kinky delights do you have in store for me this time?” queried Jackson, intrigued.

“Only THIS!” announced Amber as she suddenly removed Jackson’s blindfold whereupon a flabbergasted Jackson saw that there were now others in the room with Amber, all male. There was that gay roommate of Amber’s sneering and smiling knowingly, and what the fuck? Kurt Von Bruder and his fuckin’ Lebanese bodyguard- all leering at his bound, naked bod.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE??!!” demanded Jackson “WHAT THE HELL ARE THESE GUYS DOING HERE!? GET THEM THE HELL OUTTA HERE!!!” ordered Jackson.

“Well, Jackson dear, I’m afraid that all of the contact with your body has always been by Ryan here, not l’il ol’ me, AND it’s all been caught on tape, imagine!? And now you get to have fun with Ryan with full knowledge of what’s going on. Hmmm wonder if your ‘little friend’ down there will mind?” pointing at Jackson’s still throbbing male member.

‘GET THESE FUCKERS THE HELL OUTTA HERE! AND LET ME GO!!! KEEP THAT FAG AWAY FROM ME!! ON TAPE!!? I’M FUCKIN GONNA KILL ALL OF YOU!!!” fumed Jackson, thrashing in his bonds futilely as his audience laughed uproariously at him, pointing at his predicament.

To Jackson’s horror, Ryan began stripping out of his tee shirt and jeans until the sexy gay twenty-something was completely naked as well, his hard cock popping out of his pants before the naked Ryan hopped up on the bed and pounced naked right on top of the fuming Jackson, frottaging Ryan’s own hard-on against Jackson’s own rampant boner. Jackson was horrified that his traitorous prick had not gone down at all and, worse, that the feel of another man’s hard-on against his own actually felt quite pleasant and arousing, even more so when Ryan began tonguing and teasing Jackson’s nips.

“Cut that out! Get offa me you fag! Stop fuckin’ touching me there! Nooooo!!! STOPPPPPP!!!” commanded Jackson, but Ryan only felt Jackson’s boner swell and drip against his own, imagining how embarrassing it was for the hetero stud to realize he was getting off on being done by another guy. Worse, Von Bruder and his bodyguard were audibly and visibly giggling at Jackson the entire time!

Ryan continued to tongue-bathe his bound captive straight stud’s hunky body as Jackson protested to no avail, Ryan tonguing his pits, nips, cock, balls and ass and repeatedly bringing Jackson to the peak of a climax only to back off and leave the stud begging and frustrated.

Ryan then shoved his own hard cock into Jackson’s horrified face, and as his movement was restricted by his bondage, and since his mouth had dropped open in surprise and outrage, had little choice but to suck it when it had been shoved into his open mouth, as Jackson comically gurgled and sucked, his eyes bugging open in horror.

Ryan soon forced Jackson to lick Ryan’s balls, asscrack and asshole as Von Bruder and his bodyguard clapped and hooted offstage.

Later, with the help of a ski-masked Von Bruder (who did not want to be recognized on the blackmail tape) and the help of his bodyguard, Ryan was able to free Jackson from the bed and drag him over and onto the leather-padded sawhorse that Von Bruder had purchased at an S & M store for the occasion, whereupon Jackson found himself bound on all fours over the sawhorse with his bare ass high in the air, as if begging to be fucked up the ass.

Ryan then forced Jackson to suck Ryan’s cock some more before going behind the bound Jackson and suddenly ramming his rampant dick up Jackson’s virgin ass as he howled in pain to be followed by moans of lust as Ryan hit the hetero stud’s prostate. Ryan fucked the stud’s virgin ass for several minutes using Jackson’s own silk necktie around Jackson’s neck to ride him like a bucking bronco until Ryan could hold back no longer and sprayed his load all over Jackson’s bound muscular ass and suntanned back, as Von Bruder and his bodyguard hooted and clapped.

For the finale, Jackson was placed bound on his back on the sawhorse with his legs pulled back in the air, and while Ryan dildoed his ass and jerked the dude’s cock Jackson soon blew his own load all over himself and into his own face, Ryan scooping it up and making him eat it.

Before Jackson was freed the assembled bunch made it clear that no amount of money would convince them to part with the blackmail tape and that Jackson, defeated, would have to accede to all their demands in the future. Dejected, the ruined Jackson skulked away in his now-rumpled Armani suit, to the derisive laughs of all.

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“That was splendid, my friend- Jackson was ruined! Hahahah!” guffawed Von Bruder. “Now, as agreed, you must turn over the original tapes and all copies of the sessions to me immediately- as you can see I have prepared a generous check for you of course” went on Von Bruder, handing over a check for $100,000.00 to Ryan.

“Yeah the check is cool enough. But there is one last item to be taken care of before I will hand over the tapes.” replied Ryan, mysteriously.

“Er, exactly what last item of business? The sum is very generous!” stated Von Bruder, dubiously.

“Well, it occurred to me that you’re getting off kind of easily in this whole deal. You’re paying a pittance for a man of your means and you made sure your rival Jackson was totally humbled. You’re kind of a pompous ass yourself really, though very good looking…..” hinted Ryan.

“What are you getting at? What more do you want from me?” queried Von Bruder.

“What I’m getting at is this. You’re a good looking straight dude, rich and powerful. I’m a gay guy holding all the cards. Do the math! I think I’m entitled to a little fun with your hot bod before parting with the tapes.”

“What the fuck? Are you out of your fucking homo mind? There’s NO WAY that is ever gonna happen, dude!” laughed Von Bruder derisively.

“Well it’s up to you- if you really want the tapes you comply- if not, you don’t get them- simple as that!”

“But that’s blackmail!” protested Von Bruder, without irony.

“Yeah, it is, isn’t it? But you’re the blackmail master- now the tables are turning and it’s YOUR chance to be blackmailed into something for a change!” crowed Ryan.

“But- But this is impossible! I MUST have those tapes! I’ll destroy Jackson with them! I HAVE to have them!! They must be MINE, I tell you they MUST!!!!!”

“Well, don’t worry. It would just be one little blowjob, no big deal- and your bodyguard here can clear the room of any cameras so there is no danger of anyone ever knowing I got to blow the great Kurt Von Bruder!”

“Well, er just a quick blowjob is all then? I just unzip my fly, you haul it out, suck it, blow it, and we’re done? Then I get the tapes?” queried Von Bruder, reassured that his long-suffering bodyguard Ahmed would be nearby but out of the room, close enough to make sure the gay guy couldn’t do anything really weird to him.

“Yeah, something like that anyway” replied Ryan., vaguely. “And maybe your bodyguard should be part of my fun, too!”

“What?? This is all going too fuckin’ far!” protested Von Bruder, echoed by his bodyguard, Ahmed Hakim.

Ahmed was clearly shocked by this development since Ryan had never informed him that he intended Von Bruder’s hunky bodyguard to be a part of this.

Ryan therefore said “I will now accompany Ahmed and as a trained professional he will successfully disarm all the cameras so no one need fear that this will be taped as well. It will just be my own little private treat,” whereupon he and Ahmed left the room, purportedly to disarm the cameras.
I
n fact, Ryan used this opportunity to let Ahmed know that Ryan would “go easy” on Ahmed whereas his boss Von Bruder would get more than he thought he was bargaining for. No cameras were in fact disarmed but rather kept rolling as part of Ryan and Ahmed’s plot to blackmail Von Bruder, Ahmed intending to edit out any bits that included Ahmed. Ahmed even informed Ryan that he actually wouldn’t really mind getting a blowjob from the gay guy, letting Ryan know that once while he was in the Lebanese army he was serviced (unnecessarily at gunpoint) by a captured gay Israeli soldier who “gave head like crazy, the best ever, I know you gay guys know how to suck cock, that is if you can take it all!” guffawed Ahmed.

Ryan and Ahmed then returned to the bedroom, ostensibly having “disarmed” the cameras.

Ryan then had some fun, (after having previously let Ahmed in on the ruse) coyly throwing out the possibility that Von Bruder could escape further humiliation if he “sacrificed” the modesty of his bodyguard/servant in exchange for preserving more of his own, Ryan implying that he really preferred Ahmed to the somewhat older Von Bruder.

“Yes, go ahead, have your way with Ahmed, you sick fag! Ahmed this is an ORDER! You do whatever this faggot sicko says, understand?” dictated Von Bruder.

“Yeah, hear that, Ahmed? Are you gonna order your bodyguard to strip fuckin naked, then?” queried Ryan.

“Of course! This is an ORDER, Ahmed! Strip completely bareass naked, NOW!” Von Bruder actually enjoying this, anticipating his muscular, buff bodyguard left defenseless and naked.

Ahmed played along perfectly, looking shocked and outraged while secretly anticipating a great blowjob. Acting with feigned disgust, Ahmed reluctantly began to comply, removing his designer sunglasses to reveal his dark brown eyes under full, manly eyebrows, before slowly untying his silk necktie and unbuttoning his designer shirt button-by-button, each unbuttoned button revealing more and more of his olive-skinned very hairy chest until he split the shirt apart to reveal his massively muscular, hairy chest, crowned by his dark nips, his hairy armpits also revealed as he removed the shirt altogether and flung it at Ryan’s feet.

“The pants, too! Everything!” ordered Von Bruder, hoping that Ahmed’s embarrassment would lessen his own or let Ryan forget about it altogether.

Ahmed, glaring and seething with feigned rage, kicked off his designer loafers, undid his designer belt and slipped it off of his pants. He then unhitched his pants before unzipping them, then slowly lowering the fine wool suit pants to reveal his snowy white Calvin Klein boxer briefs and his massive, hairy thighs and muscular calves, before removing his suit pants altogether, leaving him clad only in his bulging Calvins and dark knee-high socks

“Everything!” order Von Bruder, anticipating his bodyguard’s imminent ultimate humiliation.

Sighing resignedly, Ahmed slowly lowered his Calvins to reveal a profusely-black-haired pubic bush, then his club-like uncut cock, unusually large and long, and huge, hairy balls. The Calvins and socks soon joined the rest of Ahmed’ s finery left scattered about the floor, leaving him totally stark naked.

Ryan went “Wow! Nice!” before approaching Ahmed and sinking to his knees to worship the muscular Lebanese bodyguard’s massive prick and hairy balls, burying his face eagerly into the dark hairy nest of the powerfully-built bodyguard’s pubes, inhaling their musky, manly scent. Ryan soon had the bodyguard’s dick rock hard, barely able to deep-throat its massive girth and length, while reaching up to tweak and tease the Lebanese muscleman’s hairy nips which hardened to the touch and caused Ahmed to sigh and moan with pleasure. Ryan also tongue-bathed the bodyguard’s hairy balls one by one before positioning himself behind his naked prey’s hunky, hairy ass, prying apart the cheeks to reveal Ahmed’ virgin hair-haloed rosebud which was duly worshipped in turn, again causing Ahmed to moan and groan with lust. Even the gay Israeli soldier captive had not done that, Ahmed amazed at how good it felt, Ahmed already on the verge of an orgasm from the feeling.

Ryan then returned to sucking Ahmed’s big prick and tickle his hairy balls while also slipping a finger down Ahmed’s now spit-slickened perineum and onto his virgin portal, teasing his butch hole with his finger which nearly penetrated his tightly clenched orifice, causing Ahmed to grunt with surprised pleasure as he felt the unmistakable feeling of an imminent orgasm building deep within his manly body as Ahmed grunted again and gasped loudly as he announced “OH MY GOD!!! I’M CUMMING!!!!!” as bolt after bolt of steaming hot Lebanese semen sprayed down Ryan’s throat before Ryan withdrew it to watch it spurt bolt after bolt of hot cum fountaining out of the bodyguard’s quivering male member to splatter his chest and then the wood floor below, flying sperm bombs forcing Von Bruder to jump out of harm’s way lest he be coated in his bodyguard/servant’s hot spunk.

A few minutes later after Ryan and Ahmed recovered from Ahmed’s giant orgasm, Ryan re-asserted himself and suddenly ordered Von Bruder himself to “Now it’s your turn to strip naked, Von Bruder!”

“What!? I thought you said you’d go easy on me if I let you suck my servant!! The deal was that I would just unzip my pants, haul out my dick, you suck it and that’s it, right? Of course, I will order Ahmed out of the room to preserve my modesty in front of him!”

“Naw, no deal! You’re dropping trou, bro. That is, if you really want the Jackson tapes so you can ruin him.”

“Wait! Isn’t there some other way? I’m a rich man- Name your price!” begged Von Bruder, comically.

“Naw, my ‘price’ is having you strip your pompous ass naked, and you’re gonna do it right here with your bodyguard watching every step of the way- for, er, security purposes, of course.” replied Ryan.

“What! I certainly will NOT remove my clothing in front of Ahmed! He is a lowly servant! Only fit to fetch and carry and protect me from kidnappers for ransom. It is simply not proper!”

“Well, too bad, asshole. You don’t strip you don’t get the tapes. It’s up to you,” pointed out Ryan.

Seething with true rage, and with totally unaccustomed frustration at not getting his way, the imperious Von Bruder was left with no option but to begin disrobing in front of the gay guy and Von Bruder’s own leering bodyguard/servant (whose still naked muscular presence and massively hung manhood Von Bruder feared might make his own look less so in comparison).

Von Bruder angrily slowly removed his designer silk necktie and unbuttoned his designer shirt button-by-button, each unbuttoned button revealing more and more of his sun-bronzed smooth chest. At a command from Ryan, Von Bruder was then forced to split the shirt apart to reveal his muscular smooth chest, crowned by his pale pink nips, his dirty-blond-haired armpits also revealed as he removed the shirt altogether and flung it at Ryan’s feet.

“ Everything!” ordered Ryan.

“Really! This is an OUTRAGE! I shall strip to my shorts but NO FURTHER!” fumed Von Bruder, defiantly.

Von Bruder, glaring and seething with rage, kicked off his Ferragamo designer loafers, undid his designer belt and slipped it off of his pants. He then unhitched his pants before unzipping them, then slowly lowered the fine wool suit pants to reveal he was wearing Armani bikini briefs also revealing his lightly-blond-haired muscular thighs and calves, before removing his suit pants altogether, leaving him clad only in his black bikini briefs and dark knee-high socks.

“Haha! Pretty kinky underwear, eh?” laughed Ryan joined by Ahmed as Von Bruder ordered them to stop their “raucous schoolboy laughter.”

“I’ll have you know that Mrs. Von Bruder finds my bikini briefs ‘sexy’. Had I known I was going to be forced to reveal them I would have worn my usual crisply starched white boxer shorts,” sniffed Von Bruder, imperiously annoyed by the impertinence of these low-lifes and their amusement at his intimate undergarment.

“Now drop the shorts!” ordered Ryan.

“Listen. This has gone FAR ENOUGH!! I refuse to reveal my elite genitalia to the likes of you! You have gotten enough from me- I’m practically naked and there is a draft in here. Now give me those tapes and I shall leave.”

“NO WAY! crowed Ryan. “There’s a bit more to come but then that’ll be it. And rest assured that your bodyguard here will not let me go beyond what was agreed- you can see for yourself that your ‘loyal servant’ Ahmed has the brute strength to kick my ass if I get out of line” went on Ryan, reassuringly, Ahmed drawing himself up to his full proud height as if to emphasize his ability to do so.

Seething with rage, Von Bruder slowly tugged down his tiny black bikini shorts to surprisingly reveal a sparse patch of neatly trimmed dirty-blond haired pubes before revealing an amusingly way-below-average-sized cut penis, flopping flaccidly over an equally unimpressive set of shaved balls, the entire intimate area starkly white in contrast to the rest of the muscular stud’s sun-bronzed hunky body, clearly indicating that (for obvious reasons) the great Von Bruder never dared sun-bathe in the nude for fear of his secretly small endowment becoming known.

Ahmed and Ryan exchanged glances as if to say (“I’ll bet Mrs. Von Bruder fucks the pool boy to get off- that little thing could not possibly satisfy her!”) before bursting into raucous laughter and pointing at Von Bruder’s surprisingly small penis, Ahmed’s own gigantic cock bouncing in reaction to his uproarious laughter as if to emphasize the contrast between the two men’s manhood, Ryan going “HAHAHAHAHAHAAHH!!! LOOK AT THAT LITTLE PUNY DICK!!! HAHAHAHAAHAHAAH! NO WONDER YOU DIDN’T WANT TO SHOW IT!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAH!”

“AND THOSE TRIMMED PUBES!!! HAHAH WHAT’S UP WITH THAT MR. STRAIGHT DUDE!? THAT LOOKS SO FUCKIN GAY BUT FROM LIKE 5 YEARS AGO HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Blushing with rage and embarrassment, Von Bruder said ‘I’ll have you know that it is currently very fashionable for gentlemen of my elite stature to have their private parts carefully and discreetly trimmed, and besides Mrs. Von Bruder prefers it,” sniffed Von Bruder. “And I’ll have you know that my penis is what they call a ‘grower’- while smaller in its flaccid state it grows immensely when I am sexually stimulated.”

“Well, go ahead. Show us. See if you can get your little dick hard and strong! Show us what a bigshot elite executive does to himself behind closed doors” laughed Ryan joined again by Ahmed.

“What? You want me to er, masturbate like a schoolboy in front of you!? That is sick! No!” protested Von Bruder.

“You want those tapes, don’t you?” threatened Ryan

Seething with rage, Von Bruder found himself trying to masturbate his completely flaccid, tiny sex organ into something more impressive and fitting for an imperious executive to sport, grunting and groaning with frustration in front of them as his little prick slowly responded, but only growing slightly though hardening and sticking straight out like a very little thin fireplug, looking ridiculous and impotent for such an otherwise powerfully built and imperious man.

“C’mon, You can do better than that! It hardly grew at all! C’mon, let yourself go! Pretend we’re not watching- you can touch yourself in those special places you touch when you’re all alone to get you off!” encouraged Ryan.

Fuming, Von Bruder did allow himself to close his eyes and reach up with one hand to his right nip, tweaking the hardening nip as he sighed with masturbatory pleasure as Ahmed and Ryan exchanged amused looks, and also later slipped a finger down to tickle his little hairless balls, causing his little dick to throb with pleasure, but if it grew it was not noticeable. Surprisingly, the humiliated executive, who had broken a sweat like one of his prized polo horses (minus their horse-hung cocks!) increased his groaning and panting indicating that the horny billionaire was about to blow his (most likely puny) load, whereupon Ryan, sadistically wishing to postpone the imperious shit’s pleasure as long as possible ordered him to “STOPP! IF YOU CUM NOW YOU DON’T GET THE TAPES!!”

The humiliated and frustrated Von Bruder reluctantly let go of his quivering about-to-bust-a-nut cockette which stuck straight out, but pathetically, oozing a drop of pre-cum, the pompous Von Bruder clearly sexually frustrated by not having been allowed to relieve his pent-up sexual needs which he was used to having instantly gratified, his sexual need having been piqued all the more by his recent witnessing of Jackson’s total humiliation, which was more than enough fodder for many a masturbation session to come.

At a signal from Ryan, the equally naked Ahmed suddenly “jumped” his denuded, humiliated employer on the heels of his forced public masturbation session, and physically wrestled the protesting naked Von Bruder over onto the bed where he soon found himself cuffed to the very bed where his arch-rival Jackson had recently been abused, Von Bruder’s still-excited cockette accidentally grinding against the hairy musculature and immensely bigger cock of his bodyguard Ahmed as Von Bruder futilely struggled against the massive musculature of his amazingly strong, bull-like bodyguard, Ahmed’s vastly superior strength leaving the powerful billionaire like a rag doll in his capable servant’s strong hands.

“What is the meaning of this?? Are you out of your mind? I’m your employer for God’s sake! I sign your paychecks! Release me immediately you imbecile or I’ll FUCKIN’ FIRE you!!” fumed Von Bruder, struggling in his bonds powerlessly.

‘FUCK YOU, VON BRUDER!! YOU WEASLY, DINKY-COCKED BASTARD!! YOU FUCKIN’ DESERVE THIS! AND BY THE WAY, IT’S ALL BEING FILMED FOR BLACKMAIL SO YOU CAN TAKE YOUR JOB AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR BLUE-BLOODED ASS! THE WHOLE WORLD WILL LAUGH AT YOUR PUNY PRICK!!” crowed Ahmed.

“OH MY GOD! You’re joking!? YOU TRAITOR! YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!! I’LL PAY YOU ALL YOU WANT JUST LET ME GO! DON’T LET THAT FAG NEAR ME!! PROTECT ME LIKE I PAY YOU TO DO!! NOOOOOOOO!!! AND TURN OFF THOSE DAMNED CAMERAS!! I’M COMPLETELY EXPOSED!!! NO ONE MUST SEE A POWERFUL INDUSTRIALIST LIKE THIS! OH MY GOD MY COCK EXPOSED FOR ALL THE WORLD TO SEE, NOOOOOOO!!!” pleaded Von Bruder, near tears and scared shitless, writhing in his bonds, his tiny cockette rearing and quivering with excitement just the same.

Ryan then approached the cowering Von Bruder, naked again himself and, while Ahmed held Von Bruder’s head and forced it down, Von Bruder was made to suck Ryan’s tumescent cock, choking on it being unaccustomed to such activity, Von Bruder then being forced to slavishly lick and suck Ryan’s balls and rim his ass as he threatened to puke only being held back by Ryan’s threat to make him eat his own puke if he did that.

Ryan then ordered Von Bruder to suck both his and Ahmed’s big cocks simultaneously, making Von Bruder’s patrician cheeks bulge like a chipmunk full of nuts as he was force-fed the 2 men’s huge cocks which rubbed together in ecstasy, Ahmed more intent on revenge while Ryan derived an extra thrill from the frottage against Ahmed’s powerful manly cock. Von Bruder was then forced to suck their hairy balls as well, as Von Bruder protested to no avail.

Ahmed then forced Von Bruder to lick and suck the sweat out of his hairy, Lebanese armpits, Ahmed glad that they now stunk with hairy Lebanese man-sweat, Von Bruder’s face slick with the salty funky moisture as he was forced to inhale the sauna-like stench of his bodyguard’s hairy pits, the imperious bastard reduced to licking the sweat of his “low-life” former employee. Ahmed then turned around and shoved his ass in Von Bruder’s outraged face and, after letting a loud fart right in his face, forced a disgusted Von Bruder to eat out his ass and tongue his butch hole as Ahmed snickered with laughter, reminding him it was on cam!

Ahmed and Ryan then released the shocked and disgusted Von Bruder from the bed and man-handled him over to the leather-padded sawhorse where Jackson had recently suffered, placing him on all fours on his stomach with his wrists and ankles bound, his naked ass high in the air, his defenseless virgin hole exposed.

‘NOOOOO!!! NOOOO !! NOT THAT!!!!!!! OH MY GOD MY ASS NOOOOO!!!”begged Von Bruder to the sadistic cackles of Ryan and Ahmed.

Ryan then brutally shoved his hard cock into Von Bruder’s tight hole, again using Von Bruder’s own necktie to ride him like one of his own polo ponies as Von Bruder howled in pain which soon amusingly changed to ooos and ahhhs as Ryan spanked the billionaire’s penetrated ass until it was red, while jerking Von Bruder’s tiny cockette which responded to the pressure of Ryan’s cock on his prostate, Von Bruder crying out in painful pleasure as Ryan milked a surprisingly big load from the industrialist’s tiny cockette which Ahmed caught in a dish. Ahmed then forced Von Bruder to lap up his own cum out of the dish before Ahmed jerked his load spraying right into Von Bruder’s shocked face and as Ryan withdrew and shot his load all over Von Bruder’s suntanned back.

Ryan and Ahmed then delighted in shaving Von Bruder bald, then shaving his pits and what chest hair he had, the remnants of his over-trimmed pubes, his asscrack and his legs leaving him totally hairless as he screamed with rage to their laughter.

After reminding Von Bruder that he was ruined and had to report to Ryan for further “duty” and that he had to give an excellent reference for Ahmed “or else” Von

Bruder left a broken man as well, cursing as he skulked away, ruined.

THE END

Richard

Posted on 29 June 2014 | 5:00 pm

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The Ship’s Pleasure – Chapter 2

The 18 yo slaveboy-in-training is given multiple enemas and is forced to take cocks in both ends in Chapter 2 of The Ship’s Pleasure.
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The Ship’s Pleasure – Chapter 2
by Ed Rubber
Series: The Ship’s Pleasure

I was beginning to wake up, my body ached all over, I was hot one minute and had the chills the next. I  looked around and began to remember that I was in my slave’s cell and what I had turned in to then I saw a Dr. taking my blood pressure and realized he was the enema guy, the one that forcibly took my virginity. He noticed that I was back and said; well welcome back! you had a strong reaction to the hormone shots but you past the critical point now, you’re  going to be alright. No one is going to physically bother you until I clear you so your going to be confined to your room and bed for another 2 or three days, then he came close to my ear and whispered; if you tell anyone about me fucking you you may take a turn for the worst do I make myself clear? I said yes sir. The Master came in, and he told him to keep me in the diet he prescribed, and that I would be good to go in about 3 days, said good bye and exited the room.

I moved my hand up and grabbed my right breast, and felt like a million little electric low voltage fingers where touching my breast. Then as I moved my hand down to my hips, my entire body felt the same way. I just closed my eyes and returned to sleep. My fever must have been high because i kept dreaming and hallucinating of leaving and being forced back, and then I wanted to stay but was forced to go where, I didn’t know.

I woke up again and at first was to confused to understand my surroundings, but as memory started being restored, it all came back the slavery, the training the torture, and as I looked around I was in a hospital bed in a hospital room with curtains around the bed, and for a little while, I was convincing myself that all the slavery bit was concocted in my head because of my sickness. I turned the TV on and my heart sank with the reality of where I was. All the channels where the same program showing two men engaged in several sexual acts, and the audio description of how important and beautiful and gratifying it was to serve a master and to worship his penis and so on and on……. Then I noticed that there was no window, and the closed door was made of heavy steel. The big heavy door opened and the Dr. came in (the enema guy) looked at my chart asked me how I was feeling, told me that I was running a fever, but it was much better and I should recuperate fully in about another 4 or 5 days then he said enjoy the amenities for as long as it lasts because when you leave here is back to servitude, and with a sheepishly smile, he said and when you do return I hope to be giving you some more enemas if you know what I mean he put the chart back and left.

I had nothing to read and I certainly did not want to watch TV, so first I explored my breasts to see why they felt so different, and when I looked and handle them I was amazed how perfect and beautifully they turn out. I was getting hot massaging them if I had been well I probably would have gotten an erection fumbling those beauties. After another 4 days I was completely cured, the Master and the other two came in, and the master told them; take him to the enema room but tell George no 5 hour deals, just a quart of oil and one rubber bag of water and no long holding, water in water out, 1/2 hour 45 minutes tops vertical, then shower, then test room naked, and make sure !!! condoms all around for test room screening. He then turn to me and said ; o.k. bitch, play time over, when a master walks in the room you always kneel in front of him and eyes down until spoken to, then you may do what your commanded do you understand? I said nothing, He said ; very good you’re learning, you may answer, I said yes sir. Good now get on your feet and let’s get going. I did and was escorted out of the temporary oasis back to servitude.

Back downstairs I was tied up on the enema contraption, same as before except he did not use the gag this time and when he slowly pushed the inch wide tube inside my anus I screamed in pain, all the enlargement with the different size dildos had gone with the time with out them in the sick bay. My rectum returned to normal size again and the pain was if the insides had just broken and then ripped apart and even breathing heavy did not make it better, it took a long time to get to be bearable; and meanwhile the Dr. was enjoying every moan of pain and hoping it would take longer, then he again told me here comes Niagara falls bitch there’s no draining with out me opening the valve and I may not for a nice long time, happy  cramps, and with that the oil started real slow not painful at all. He started the contraption moving down in the front bringing my ass way up to give the oil good flow in. The oil stopped I felt movement of him changing the tube to the water bag and again he said; nice and hot bitch, it started flowing and it was almost unbearable hot, but after a shorter time then the other times it stopped and I was glad that it wasn’t to bad, but not so fast he said here comes the surprise and after changing bags again he opened the flow again, and this time it gushed in ice cold giving me tremendous cramps and pain making me plea for mercy and the more I pleaded the more he enjoyed and slapped my rear. After a painful hour and half, he drained me and turned me up vertical to drain the possible intestinal pockets, and went out.

He came back about 20 minutes later, unstrapped and removed the double balloon caterer from my rectum, then whispered in my ear; where your going next your getting some large dicks up this beautiful ass and you are too tight again, so, I’m going to do you and me a favor and open you up slowly with my dick, and with that, I felt his hands slowly grabbing and massaging my cheeks, caressing them, and a couple of times he kiss them then I felt the pressure of the large head of his dick pushing hard against my anus, it felt like it just was not going to have the strength to open me and enter I tried to relax and help, but it was difficult then ,suddenly, I cried out when it was in but I just knew that it had to come out immediately ,.It did not come out, he kept it in with out moving for a while then whispered; Better now ? I said yes sir, because it was hurting a bit but now it was bearable because I was getting hot with it inside  of me, so large and menacing, it was controlling me, it was moving and it was great, I wanted inside, and he pumped away until he started with the  spasms then resting on top of me, and then his deflating dick inside pulling out. When he was massaging my butt, it felt like a thousand angel fingers grabbing me where i needed to be grabbed my body was trembling in pleasure of being grabbed and touched it was something I had never experienced in my life, my body and the sexual sensitivity was incredibly augmented and alive. Even as painful as his intrusion inside of me was, it was minimized by the incredible localized pleasure of being invaded wantonly. I was converted beyond doubt, I was now a servant of man, I needed to pleasure man to be fulfilled, I was indeed a Bitch and had no need to hide it any longer from others, or, my own mind. But it would be prudent not to let on about my feelings and convictions, people need a little mystery.

The two came in unstrapped me and walked me to another door opened it, and this room was padded all over except the ceiling, only the floor was a sort of balloon rubber mattress semi inflated with padding under it, It was made for rolling around fall stand. It was hurt proof, they pushed me in, closed the door behind us, and I heard a voice over a speaker; lights test, and lights went on for filming, then first one come in, slap him in the face, make him get on his knees and put your dick in his mouth. The guy opened the door and came in wearing leather chaps with the front exposed,. a leather captains hat, and leather straps with metal studs across his chest, very impressive and menacing, he slapped me across the face which gave me a thrill instead of resentment, then grabbed my hair brought my head up abruptly, and with the other hand grabbed his massive dick and shoved it in to my mouth .I started sucking and leaking and caressing his testicles, and kept my eyes upwards with an expression of pain and disgust because I knew this was an act for movies. The voice said ; slowly sit on the pad but hold his head on your dick and make him get on his fours and keep sucking, N.02 come in get on your knees behind him and stick your dick in him slowly, we don’t want to damage the goods, I felt his pressure coming in, it started to hurt a lot more than before, and I wanted more than before, it slipped in and I was breathless with the massiveness and the cramp but, it seemed that the more it hurt the more I wanted and needed, I was in total ecstasy and being pounded front and back by two studs as big as they come .I felt the guy in my mouth trembling and banging in harder ,I was choking and gagging and wishing he would last a little longer. Just then the one in my ass started banging like a jack hammer and he got even larger, I felt like I was impaled on a light pole, and as he came so did I inside and out, when my orgasm was over after ejaculation, my inside orgasm kept going on until he got out of my ass and the scene was done. The Master and 2 other guys came in applauding and congratulating them saying it was probably the best so far he’s ready to be transported.

They guided me back to my little room, but now there was a rubber mattress, rubber sheets, a rubber dress, and a tight rubber hood with eyes mouth, and nose holes .I was told to get into the dress then the hood, then they told me to lay down covering me with the rubber sheet, then strapping me with the straps hanging from the sides .I could not understand why the straps ? It’s not like I was running away, after all the room was like a metal fortress but, I guessed it was conditioning of the mind and now, I did not mind it! I enjoyed the smell and the sexy feeling of the rubber against my skin, They turned the light off and locked the door leaving me hungry for another section to get another few of those amazing orgasms, I was changed forever. 
 
If you enjoyed this fictional story so far, please comment on the web or to my personal email;
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Don’t miss the next chapters the training, the treatment, the transformation, the transfer aboard, the total rubber mandate.

Posted on 28 June 2014 | 10:41 pm

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The Stalker Art Series

A stalker forces his muscle boy victim to suck his cock and get fucked in this hot gay bondage art series.
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The Stalker
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Posted on 25 April 2014 | 5:00 pm

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Baby’s Incorporated – Part 8

Football jock Cooper endures more bound gang banging from his teammates in the conclusion of Baby’s Incorporated.
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Baby’s Incorporated – Part 8
by GuysGoNakieForMe
Series: Baby’s Incorporated

Tethered to a hammock inside the blackbox, quarterback Cooper McLaughlin’s muscles ached. Anus and face hot-waxed smooth, doused with perfume, his plump lips painted a deep, shiny magenta, Cooper was experiencing the revenge of Coach Capilletti. Coop had participated in the Coach’s forced milking by giving the Coach a nice prostate massage…with his eight inch uncut cock! Now the tables were turned, and Coop was the one immobilized. The roofies in his system pretty much meant he was powerless to refuse what was happening…as if he had a choice.

Outside the box, his buds from the football team were already lined up, ready to take their turn with the groupie slut who’d volunteered her mouth and ass to the team, not realizing who their whore REALLY was. He’d been warned by the Coach not to speak or reveal in any way who it was they really were about to fuck — and Coop as all to willing to keep this horrible secret. Even worse, the silicon milker that had coaxed load after load from Coach Capiletti’s unwilling balls was now attached to his own phallus. Heated and automatically lubing his pole every 30 seconds as it hummed and gripped around him, Coop truly felt like a whore as his erect cock betrayed him.

Jess Spencer had already dumped a huge load across his tongue, painting his face in the process, and his ass-cherry had been taken by the latino football stud he’d once called his best friend. Now Coach Capiletti was asking, “Who’s next? Step up boys. This bitch is hungry!”

There was laughing, high-fiving, the sound of large young palms slapping against broad muscular backs. Bobby Wagner stepped up to the hole nearest Coop’s mouth. He had curly blond shoulder length hair, and his deep tan made him look more like a surfer that a football player. When he broke into a grin, two dimples were chiseled into his cheeks. Now he was grinning that grin.

“Girl, here’s what I want you to do. Trace your tongue from my balls to the head of my dick. I want you to worship this cock before you suck it!”

He crouched beside the box, gripping the ends with two hands. He lowered his fat, lemon-sized nuts onto the slut’s tongue and released a sigh as he felt her trace over their surface. Each nut was protected by a platinum blond nest of blond fur and Coop really had to work to make them wet.

“Atta girl!”, Bobby encouraged, “that’s real nice!”

Coop slurped wetly, and the sound was both delicious and obscene, sending a bunch of the football players fishing into their jockstraps to pull out their cocks. Bobby shifted so that his balls pulled free of the whore’s mouth and now the hungry tongue was tracing up the tumescent cockshaft. Coop paused mid-way up as his tongue made contact with the rifer of salty-sweet precum dripping down the shaft.

“A little taste of what’s to cum baby… if you keep doing what you’re doing!”, Bobby smirked.

Shifting a final time, Bobby placed his cock knob against the “girl’s” lips.

“Kiss it baby…Just keep kissing it.”

Coops lips preesed softly against the head at first, lips parting slowly with each successive kiss. Bobby watched in dumbfounded amazement as the whore kept taking more of his dick in “her” mouth with heath kiss.

“Aw fuck, he said, his eyes rolling back in his head, “She is gobbling my dick right up!”

Staring ahead, Coop could see the beautiful fluffy halo of blond curls at the base of the fat cockshaft, forcing his throat to relax so that he could bury his nose in their downy softness. As he got closer, he could see his teammate’s ridged abs tighten with each swallow, until at last his lower lip was buffered against the fullness of Bobby Wagner’s ballsac and his nose was buried in the Ivory Snow- freshness of his golden pubes.

“Yeah girl, that’s fuckin’ awesome”, Bobby screamed as he began to throatfuck his prone and disguised quarterback.

Justin Donatelli, took that as his cue to step up to the back hole and take his turn. “Keep her busy there, Bobby,” Justin called out, “and she’ll never know what just hit her.

Justin was 6’4, dark hair, dark eyes, furry buddy. He’d been the first one on the block to grow pubes. He’d had a five ‘o’clock shadow in the sixth grade. He had as much testosterone coursing thru his veins as he had blood. but he was amazingly gentle with the whore… at first.

He traced his hands over her sweet ass-cheekslike he was petting a small rabbit. He gently parted them, spit onto the pretty pink hole and slipped two long, Italian fingers inside. Though her mouth was full of Bobby Wagner’s cock, he could sworn that she gently moaned when he fingered her.

“You like that babydoll? Then you are going to love this…”

His cock was nearly purple as he pressed the fist-sized knob agains the hole.

“Don’t be frightened, babydoll, I won’t hurt you…much”

Grabbing the box for leverage, Justin pushed forward. Her ass was already broken in, prelubed with the cum of his team mate, so Justin didn’t need to push nearly as hard as he would have liked. As he shoved himself into the fire-oven warmth of her asshole, he imagined what it would have been like to take her ass dry. Still, this little whore accepted his mammoth cock. Was she pushing back to take more. Shit yeah she was!

The milker around Coop McLaughlin’s cock increased its speed just as the studs on either end started to ream his holes.

“Her throat is bottomless,” Wagner called across to Donatelli.

“This bitch is milking my dick like she was trained for it,” Donatelli said, swallowing.

Once again, Coop McLaughlin was working both ends, determined to make both team mates cum at the same time. But he felt Donatelli pull out. What was going on.

Donatelli was now beside Wagner.

“Just let her suck on the knob”, he instructed.

Swirling his tongue in agonizing circle’s around Bobby’s cock head, it didn’t take long till he was on the edge.

“Open your fucking mouth WIDE bitch”, Donatelli barked

Coop extended his tongue and opened wide just in time to feel TWO cock knobs side b side against his lips. An arm around one another for balance, Bobby Wagner and Justin Donatelli started shooting their loads into the whore’s mouth at the same time.

“Fuck Yeah.”he heard from two different voices as two thick cum streams hosed his mouth.

“Lean your head back bitch, don’t lose any. And don’t swallow till I say so” Justin barked.

Coop’s mouth was quickly filling, almost to the brink, with cum.

Suddenly he heard clicks; saw flashes. Coop realized his overflowing mouth was being preserved, digitally, door posterity.

“Now swallow, whore”

Coop gulped it back, choking as much as he could down, but some overflowed his lips and glazed his chin.

Justin scooped it up and fed it to him, letting the submissive little slut lick his finger clean.

“Say thank you, bitch” Justin ordered.

Knowing he could never speak, Coop McLaughlin did the only thing he COULD do. He gratefully kissed Justin Donatelli’s spit and cum glazed finger.

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Trussed to a hammock inside the blackbox, football stud Cooper McLaughlin’s muscles throbbed. His asshole and face had been hot-waxed smooth and he had been drenched with cheap perfume; his temptingly thick lips had been coated with glossy red lipstick as Cooper was experiencing the revenge of Coach Capilletti. Coop had joined in the Coach’s forced cock-milking by some fucked up fertility doctor. He’s been lured there under the pretext that he’d be meeting some football scouts. Instead he found his coach tethered to a crossbar, his massive dick suctioned to a silicon milking machine. The doctor was being paid to get the coach, whose potency was legend (at 28 he already had a brood of kids, and he’d knocked up a bunch more women beyond that). Once in captivity, rich women who preferred to remain private, laid on gurneys on the other side of a protective wall as the coach’s cock was milked into a pneumatic tube that blasted his sperm deep into their cervixes. When he arrived Cooper had found the coach bound, glistening with sweat and moaning softly as his cock was milked for the fifth or sixth time. The doctor met him, and offered the football stud $1,000 to help the Coach produce a seventh load by giving the Coach a nice prostate massage… with his eight inch uncut cock! After getting the coach to cum, Cooper had blasted his own load — twelve thick creamy blasts — directly into the coach’s mouth. After seeing the potency of this young stud, the doctor had drugged Coop and released the Coach to supervise the cock-milking of Cooper McLaughlin. Now Coop was the one immobilized. The roofies in his system pretty much meant he was powerless to refuse what was happening…as if he had a choice.

The doctor had invited the rest of the football team under quite a different pretext — an anonymous female groupie wanted to service the team… under two conditions: 1) that nobody could see her face; and 2) that her pussy aws off limits. The team could use her ass and mouth as many times as they wanted, but no pussy.

The four members of the the football team who’d already taken advantage of the groupie-slut were sitting down, catching their breath, getting ready for sloppy seconds. Meanwhile, Adam Polaski strolled up to the whole in a way that could only be described as “cocky” in every way. He was 6’4″ of solid, rippling muscle and looked more like the stare of a Greek god than a college football player — and he knew it. His 9″ fucker was already hard, purple and dripping.

“Give it a kiss, whore,” he grumbled in a deep bass baritone.

Coop, lipstick smeared, face glued down with two loads of cum, parted his lips around the purple knob and began to worship it with his lips and tongue. He had no choice. The roofs he’d ingested had somehow stopped his will to resist and he had to submit to whatever carnal torture his teammates ordered him to endure.

Even worse, the silicon milker that had coaxed load after load from Coach Capiletti’s unwilling balls was now attached to his own phallus. Heated and automatically lubing his pole every 30 seconds as it hummed and gripped around him. Subliminally he was beginning to associate the delicious feelings on his cock with the action of sucking cock.

“Mmmmm, that’s nice,” the Polish lineman moaned as Cooper swirled his tongue around the fat mushroom knob. Then he pulled out and did something totally unexpected. Adam Polaski kneeled down to the hole in the box and kissed the mouth of the female groupie.

Coop felt the rough stubble grind against his chin as Adam Polaski slipped his tongue into his mouth. His breath tasted of beer and cigarettes, but still, for some reason it made Cooper McLaughlin’s cock throb.

Adam stood back up and said, “Now get back to work, girl,” and slipped his knob back between the willingly parted lips. Adam started to buck his hips ever cogently, and with each thrust his cock went in a little further… a little further… until the knob hit the opening to the sluts throat.

“Take a nice deep breath through your nose, girl,” was all the warning Coop got before the fat purple knob pierced his gullet and was stuffed into his throat.

The crowd laughed and clapped at the sound of choking as Coop frantically tried to get the cock out of his throat. Each convulsive grip, though, only made a nice tight caress around Adam’s fat Polish cock. At last, the lineman pulled back and everyone could hear the bitch in the box frantically gulping in air. They laughed.

“Maybe this could help keep the whore focused,” Rusty Harris said, stepping to the rear of the box. The punter was only 5’8, but it was lean hard muscle. A rippling eight-pack adorned the alabaster flesh of the redhead. His smooth chest was capped with puffy pink nipples, and in contrast his cock was rock hard.

Rusty brought his dick to the groupie’s asshole. “That ass is so sweet and round,” he thought to himself, “and I am going to ruin it.”

Though his cock was smaller than those that had fucked the ass earlier, he was determined to fill it like it had never been filled before.

Grabbing the cheeks and parting them, he brought his knob to the soft pink hole, pre-lubd with the cum of his teammates. He stuffed the knob in easily, pausing a moment to enjoy the furnace-heat of her ass. Then, grabbing the edges of the lucite box, he let all 7 inches slide inside. There was slight resistance, but just enough to make her ass nice and tight. Now inside, Rusty began to piston-fuck her ass like a jack-hammer. He was like an animal in heat as he reamed that hole. His teammates watched in awe as the little punter fucked that bitch hard and deep, his eight-pack contracting with each thrust. Somehow, though, he was pacing himself, so he didn’t cum too soon. He was determined to make this last and to make this an event that their fan would never forget.

Adam, meanwhile, kept throat-fucking Coop. The massive lineman would ram his cock balls-deep allowing Coop’s spasming throat to milk his dick, then release it just in time for the bitch to catch another breath of air before being stuffed with cock again.

Coop was dizzy from the oxygen deprivation, and all his blood seemed to be going to his rock-hard cock, which was being milked mechanically as it was encased within the silicon tube.

From behind, Rusty had finally reached the point of no return.

“Take it bitch, take it” the horny little redhead screamed as four…five…six molten blasts of cockmilk blasted up Cooper McLaughlin’s used rectum. Rusty’s final slams moved the box forward a bit, forcing Coop’s throat even further around Adam’s dick. This was just the added sensation Adam needed to unload. “Oh sweet Jesus”, Adam moaned as he flooded Cooper’s throat and mouth with syrupy seed. He blasted faster than Cooper could swallow and some actually came out Cooper’s nose. Still the massive lineman would not pull out. Not until he’d unloaded fully.

At last he pulled his cock from the groupie-whore’s mouth. “Girlie, get it all.” Coop licked the cook clean, and as he did he felt Rusty wipe the last remnants of his cum onto his ass cheeks. “Thanks, that was fun, bitch”, the redhead laughed, his smooth pale chest and abs a glistening mirror of sweat.

Just as Coop lapped up the last remnants of jizz from Adam Polaski, the doctor remotely turned up the speed of the cock-milker, driving him over the edge. With Adam’s cock resting on his tongue he began to moan, shooting thick white cum into the collection tube. His cumload was shot through the tube and directly into the waiting pussy of one of the doctor’s clients.

“Oooooooooh, god, yessssssss,” the client moaned into a little microphone near her head. The sound came back out through strategically placed speakers inside the box, making it sound like they were Coop’s orgasmic moans.

“Fuck, this whore just cummed,” Adam laughed to the crowd. “I think she wants more.”

“Not a problem” responded a voice in the crowd. Four more football players stripped off their pants, their cocks already rock hard. Inside the box, the roofies were beginning to wear off. No longer bound by what the drugs were forcing him to do, Coop was faced with a choice. Continue to service his buddies, or reveal the awful truth of what was going on…..

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Posted on 18 April 2014 | 5:00 pm

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Baby’s Incorporated – Part 7

Football jock Cooper’s bondage hell continues when the rest of the players on his team show up for a gang bang…
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Baby’s Incorporated – Part 7
by GuysGoNakieForMe
Series: Baby’s Incorporated

Cooper McLaughlin, young quarterback, lay panting on the floor. His ass burned inside and out. His perfectly rounded bubble-cheeks still bore the mark of the lash, from the caning he’d received… rubbed even more raw by the dense pubic bush of Coach Mike Cappiletti. Inside, the sweat-glistened football stud’s ass burned with the after-glow of his first fucking. His anus ached from the raw pounding his coach had given him — payback for the ass-rape the boy had given him just an hour before. Thick creamy cum bubbled from the Cooper’s raw pink balloon knot, oozing down perfectly muscled tree-trunk thighs. The boy was still in shock. Or was it complete satisfaction.

“Turn him over,” The doctor ordered. The boy had been lured to the fertility clinic on a ruse, only to watch as his super-potent coach was force-milked to provide sperm for very rich women whose husband’s fertility left something to be desired. Now the same silicon sleeve that had once turned Mike Cappiletti into a forced donor was sealed around Cooper McLaughlin’s impressive uncut 8 inch cock.

The boy lay still, in a deep post-orgasmic sleep. When he awoke he found himself tethered into a hammock on his back, his legs spread, his head hanging backwards.

“W-w-what are you doing to me?, the boy barely dribbled out.

Silently, the doctor smeared warm wax across his cheeks, his dimpled chin and his neck. a moment later, he felt warm wax being applied to his ass.

“Now?” Mike Capiletti asked?

“Now!” the doctor commanded.

They each pulled away the wax…and a layer of stubble and hair from each end.

“Fuck!!!” Cooper wailed, and both men laughed.

“Gotta get you prettied up for the party?” the doctor giggled.

“Party? What party?”

“There’s gonna be a jump party, Cooper, and you are going to be the star attraction. We just had to make your pretty face nice and smooth for the boys, and your pretty pussy too”

Cooper tried to move, but couldn’t.

“Don’t bother Cooper. The extra dose of Roofies we gave you ought to take the fight right out of you. These boys are going to think you want it … bad!”, said the doctor applying a creamy coat of scarlet lipstick to Cooper’s mouth and dousing him with perfume. The doctor looked at his handiwork. “The perfect little whore”

The doctor snapped on the switch, bringing the silicone tube around Cooper’s dick to life. The sleeve once again suctioned to a skin tight fit around the prone football player’s cock, heating irresistibly, and buzzing to life with a teasing grip and release motion. Every thirty seconds warm lubricant oozed thru the silicone pores, keeping the 8 inch phallus nice and wet.

“There you go, Coop! You won’t mind being confined so much as long as that’s keeping you happy!”

The doctor pressed a button and a black, lucite box lowered over the hammock, with holes perfectly positioned to reveal Cooper’s lipsticked mouth at one end and his smooth asshole at the other. As the box snapped into locked position, Cooper noticed that the box was see-thru from inside, though anyone outside could only see blackened walls.

Just then a buzzer sounded, and the doctor opened the metal door.

“Hey coach!” Cooper could hear several voices… familiar but indistinct.

“You guys have been having such a great season, I decided to treat you to a party”, Coach Cap laughed.

“All right!

“Fuckin’ A!”

With horror, Coop realized the voices were his team mates.

“Too bad Coop couldn’t make it,” one of them said.

“He’s off getting some real pussy, not some skank!” And the guys laughed.

Coach said, “Now, now, boys, our volunteer is a really big fan of the team. She wanted to show her appreciation for all your good work on the field — she just doesn’t want to be seen. Reputation, you know!”

The guys made solemn, but appreciative noises of approval.

“So, what the fuck are you waiting for, fuck her from both ends, boys!” the Coach laughed.

Cooper McLaughlin trembled.

“You pussies too scared or too shy? I’ll start this party off!” Wide receiver Jess Stevens stepped up to the lucite box with the blackened walls … for her protection. The walls had been blacked-out, the team had been told, to ensure anonymity for the cock-sucking little groupie-tramp who’d volunteered to do the team.

“She wants you guys to fuck her as many times as you can get it up!” Coach Capiletti had told them. “Mouth … ass… it’s your call. But she’s saving her sweet pussy for her b-f!”

The horny circle of football players laughed and nodded. They understood the rules.

Inside the box, Quarterback Cooper McLaughlin trembled. Immobilized by a huge dose of Roofies, his naked body painted with a liberal coating of Roofie/Viagra paste so that every nerve ending was poised for orgasm, Cooper lay tethered in a hammock. His face and ass had been hot-waxed smooth; his lips were painted an inviting shade of glossy crimson; his naked body doused with cheap perfume; and the electric milker had been attached to his massive uncut cock.

Originally told that he’s be meeting a sports agent, Coop had been lured to the fertility clinic on a ruse, only to watch as his super-potent coach was force-milked to provide sperm for very rich women whose husband’s fertility left something to be desired. Now the same silicon sleeve that had once turned Coach Mike Cappiletti into a forced donor was sealed around Cooper McLaughlin’s impressive uncut 8 inch cock and Coop was about to be turned into the team’s whore.

As Jess Stevens stepped up to the hole he could hear the slurping and humming of the milking machine.

“Don’t mind that,” Coach Capiletti said, “she’s already got her vibrator working. One look at you guys and her pussy got all wet.”

More laughter. But this time Jess pulled his Jersey off over his head. The strawberry blond jock had an amazing size pack. He was breathing heavy as he unzipped his jeans, and every muscle in his abs stood out. Jeans tugged halfway down his thighs, he was half-hard in his boxer briefs.

“Can you see what I got for you, baby?”

Coop had been instructed in advance to respond to his rapists, but never vocally. He nodded.

Jess rubbed his big palm up and down the length of a 7 inch pole, his curly strawberry blond pubes popping up from above the waistband.

“You like what you see baby?”

Coop ran his tongue across his lips to the enjoinment of the crowd who hooted and high-fived.

Jess Stevens tugged his shorts down, and his fat cock exploded out of the underpants, slapping wetly against Jess’ sweat-drenched abs. It danced in the air, throbbing, the knob bright red. “Almost as red as the whore’s lips”, Jess thought. He stepped toward the hole, letting his dickhead smear precum agains the ruby-red lips.

Cooper was disgusted. he’s never even looked at another guy’s junk; now it one was pressing against his lips.

“Lick it up.”

Cooper did his best not to show his disgust as he traced his tongue across his lips, tasting the salty-sweetness of another man’s jizz for the first time.

“Atta girl,” Jess laughed. “You are a real pro, aren’t you! Open wide baby. Let me feed you some football cock.”

Coop, parted his lips and extended his tongue, inviting him in.

“Fuck man, that is one beautiful sight. I could bust right now just from looking at you like that.”

Jess reached down through the hole and guided the whore’s head forward to meet his cock as he shifted his hips forward. Her skin felt so soft and she smelled so good.

Soft sweet wet lips glided down his cockshaft and Jess was in bliss. He didn’t stop till he could hear her choke.

“Gag on that dick honey, it’s all yours,” he cooed.

Jess could feel spit bubbling from her stretched lips, dripping down to his balls. He wanted to stay like this, but he knew he had to pull back, and when he did he could hear a soft gasping for air. Once again the crowd went wild.

“Baby girl, I’m gonna mouthfuck you now…and I’m not stopping till you are choking down my load, got that?”

Cooper nodded. He had to do what he was asked. He had no choice. The roofs took care of that.

“This bitch has another hole up for grabs,” The Coach announced. “If you do her one hole at a time, this is gonna take all night!”

Without a thought Running back Andy Cisneros stepped to the other side of the box. He’d been playing with his dick the entire time, and it was fully hard. he leaned in to the hole and spit a wad of saliva into the soft pink opening. With eight inches of uncut latino dick in hand he pressed his knob to the ass-pucker letting the slut enjoy the feeling. Then, just as Jess began to find a nice rhythm to mouthfuck the cunt, Andy Cisneros stuffed his cock into the tight ass, right to the hilt.he could hear a muffled cry as the whore screamed out with her mouth stuffed full of cock. Was it a cry of pain? Of pleasure? Andy didn’t care. All he cared about was the hot tight ass-tunnel his cock was plowing.

Inside the box, Cooper writhed and choked, his body impaled at both ends. The humiliation of having his two friends use him like this was almost unbearable. But what was worse, as the milker around his own cock was automatically turned up to a higher speed, he was growing to love the feeling. His tongue began to tease the sensitive cum-slit, just the way he knew he would love to have his own worshipped. His ass muscles instinctively began to grip the fat latino cock plunging in and out of his virgin rectum.

“I never had a blowjob like this,” Jess moaned.

“This whore is milking the cum right out of me,” Andy whispered hoarsely.

Within a minute, 4 sets of balls began their slow ascent. They didn’t plan to cum at the same time; they just did. Andy began to hose-blast cum deep inside Coop’s hot hole, just as Jess began to unload. Jess pulled back, to give everyone a show. And quite a show it was.

Cooper’s mouth gaped open, his tongue making a wet launching pad, his lips a perfect valentine. Jess shot a thick blast across Cooper’s tongue….then across his lips…his chin… again and again until the lower half of Cooper’s ace was a mirror of pearly jizz. Jess Stevens scooped it up with his long thick fingers making sure the whore got every drop.

“You earned this load bitch… now savor it.”

As Coop was forcefed, he heard a feverish grunting and a rush of Spanish curses. White hot semen unloaded into his ass cavity, the fat latino cock crushing itself against his prostate. Coop felt his own cock bazooka a hot creamy cumload into the silicon tube, which pneumatically sent the potent semen pneumatically thru a tube and into the waiting pussy of a rich client.

Somewhere in the next room a woman gasped and then moaned as the felt the hot cock-emolient shoot inside her. These sounds were stereophonically transmitted back into the room, to make it sound as though they were coming from the box.

“She fucking loves it, boys. Use her!”

Before Cooper had a chance to realize what was happening, two more cocks had stepped up to the box. He knew what was expected of him.

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Posted on 11 April 2014 | 5:00 pm

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My College Professor – Part 2

The submissive college freshman endures more tortures including electricity on his cock & balls and roughly fucked in bondage. Includes a FemDom scene.
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My College Professor – Part 2
by PG
Series: My College Professor

I laid there on the bed trying to decide what to do. I started thinking all sorts of horrible thoughts. Did he lock the door? What if he didn’t and somebody came in? What if the house caught on fire? What if, what if? As I lay there getting more and more frightened, I suddenly became very aroused. I looked down at my cock. The parachute was still doing it’s
job. My cock was hard and pointing straight up. If the professor turned out to be a psycho, maybe I’d at least die happy.

As I lay there thinking, I heard a noise. It was the front door opening. I heard the professor’s voice and then a young woman’s voice. I couldn’t make out what they were saying but I could hear them talking, then laughing. I couldn’t be seen from the front door or from the foyer but the bedroom door was wide open. If the young woman I heard took two steps in the wrong direction, she’d see me. I was already embarrassed. I was totally exposed and helpless. I listened to them talk a few more minutes, then I heard another bedroom door shut. The professor entered the room and shut the door. I had been alone for about an hour and a half.

“Well, how are we doing?” he asked me as he began to unbutton his shirt.

“I’m ok, I guess. Is it ok to continue with the girl in the house?” I asked nervously, once again trying to prod him into letting me go.

“Who? Melanie? Oh yes, it’s fine. She was tired and said she was going to take a shower and go to bed.”

He continued to undress until he was completely nude. He had his back to me as he undressed. When he turned around, he had a full erection.

“Are you ready to play some more?” he asked as he stroked his cock.

“Well, actually….” I stammered.

“Shhh!” he ordered, “Of course you are. Before we start, let me tell you a little about Melanie. She’s 20, cute, single, one of the hottest little bodies you’ve ever seen and you really should meet her. While we play I want you to think about her and the fact that she’s just down the hall. In fact, I’m going to leave my bedroom door unlocked.”

“What if she comes in???” I asked nervously.

“Well, then she’ll get to see you naked. She’ll get to watch you squirm. She’ll get to see you sucking my cock, etc.”

“No, really.”

“Relax. I want to show you something first,” he said. He rolled a big screen TV over to the foot of the bed and turned it on.

“I have some very well-hidden cameras placed throughout my house. Let’s check the one in the bathroom where Melanie’s showering, shall we?”

He fiddled with some buttons on a box on top of the TV and suddenly a clear picture appeared. It was a view inside the shower. As I lay there in amazement, I saw Melanie for the first time. She was a knockout and I was watching her shower. I watched as she soaped up her beautiful body and then rinsed it off. Several times, her hand went between her legs but I
couldn’t tell if she was just washing or playing with her pussy. It was so hot to watch her and her not knowing it. She got out of the shower and he turned the screen off.

“Cute, isn’t she?”

“Yes,” I answered.

“Would you like to fuck her?”

“Yes!”

I was hoping something had been pre-arranged and that he was going to let me go and treat me to a fine fuck with her but that was not what he had in mind. He walked over and retrieved a small box from the dresser drawer and brought it to the bed. It had wires dangling from it and he deftly attached them to the rubber cords wrapped around my dick.

“You ever seen one of these?”

“No.”

“It’s an electronic muscle stimulator. If used according to the directions, you would apply electrodes to your muscles and turn it on. It would send electric current through your muscles, causing them to contract. Basically it’s a way to work out without having to do anything. You can turn the voltage up quite high. But tonight, it won’t be sending any current through your muscles. It’ll be sending current through the shaft of your cock. By the time I get it turned up all the way, you’ll be bucking on the bed like a bronco!”

“Please wait. I don’t like electricity. I’ve been afraid of it since I was a kid. I…”

He turned it on and pressed the button. I felt a very light tingle run through my cock. My cock jumped and swelled just a little.

“Please don’t….”

He pressed the button again and a slightly stronger surge of electricity ran through my cock causing me to actually tense up and try to twist away from it.

“Oh, these are just the test voltages. Tell me, does it feel like the current is running straight through your cock from the bottom to the top?”

“Yes, but….”

“Good, that means they’re attached correctly. Now we can have some fun. Don’t worry. I’m not going to suddenly jar you with a large voltage. I prefer to gradually increase it. That way, each time you feel the current, you know it’s only going to get stronger and more painful. I’ll also control the length of time I allow the current to flow. Sometimes I’ll do it briefly just to watch you jump. Other times, I’ll press and hold the button so I can enjoy watching you writhe around and moan.”

I swallowed hard. I hated electricity. He got on the bed like he was going to lie next to me but instead scooted up and rested his back against the headboard like he was watching TV. He had the controller in one hand and his cock in the other. He was slowly stroking it.

He turned a dial and pressed the button. A stronger surge of current ran through the shaft of my dick. This time it actually was a bit painful. It was a deep pain, almost as though he was running a rod through my cock. I jumped and squirmed. He didn’t release the button for a good five seconds. When he did, I collapsed and started panting.

“I love watching that young, tight body of yours tense up and squirm around. That’s so hot! I appreciate you entertaining me. Let’s turn the voltage up.”

“NO, please!” I begged.

“Oh, please DO beg! I love it when a guy begs. It really gets me hard!”

I struggled against the restraints to no avail.

“You might want to try not to scream or anything unless you want Melanie to come see what’s happening.”

He reached over and felt my cock.

“Mmmm…nice and hard. The voltage control on here goes from 0 to 10. Right now it’s on 3. I think before the night’s over, we’ll be able to get it all the way to 10 but we’ll take it slow. I love to watch the desperation on your face as I increase it. Okay, let’s try, say 6 seconds at level 4, ok?”

“No, please, the last one really hurt!”

“I know and this one’s going to hurt even more. I can’t wait to see those nice legs tighten up. Just remember to be as quiet as possible. You ready?”

“No! Please don’t! I can’t take more of this!” I begged.

He held the button in front of my face and slowly lowered his thumb onto it. He kept chattering for a few minutes as he did so. I know he was psychologically torturing me now but I was strangely aroused by it. He finally pressed the button. The shock ran through my cock and I tensed and struggled and twisted. I bit my lip to keep from moaning too loudly. The
inside of my cock felt like it was on fire. After 6 seconds, he stopped and I collapsed again, panting. He smiled and kept stroking his cock.

“Very nice. Let’s try 4 seconds on level 5 now.”

“No!” I was almost crying. I didn’t want to feel more voltage but as I looked down at my own cock I could see it was still very hard.

“I’ll tell you what. Since you don’t seem to be enjoying the electricity as much as I’d hoped, I’ll give you a chance to stop it. I’m going to climb up on your chest. If you can suck me off in 60 seconds or less, I’ll stop. If you don’t make me cum in that time, then we proceed. What do you say?”

I guessed that he was horny enough that I could get him off quickly. I had no experience sucking dicks but I had seen it in plenty of porn movies. I opted to try. I hated electricity.

He climbed onto my chest, straddling me and pushed his hard cock down toward my mouth. He looked at his watch.

“You’ve got 60 seconds, starting now.”

He pushed his cock into my open mouth and began to pump. I sucked and worked my tongue on the shaft of his cock as best I could. After 30 seconds or so, he began to moan.

“That feels terrific! 20 seconds left,” he said.

I began to get a bit nervous so I increased my suction and began to bob my head to match his pumping rhythm. He continued to moan.

“Five seconds,” he said.

I continued but at the end of the five seconds, he hadn’t cum. He abruptly pulled his cock out of my mouth and rolled onto the bed next to me.

“Time’s up. You lose,” he said as he picked up the control unit.

“No, please, give me a few more seconds!”

He held up the button in front of my face and pressed it.

“Uggghhhh!” I moaned as the current surged through my shaft.

I began to convulse from side to side, causing my erection to swing wildly back and forth. The parachute was adding to the discomfort by pulling against my balls as I tried to squirm to escape the current.

“Your cock looks so good waving back and forth like that! It’s so hot!” he said as he held the button and continued to stroke himself.

He finally released the button and allowed me to recover.

“Wow, that was really fun to watch!” he said as he reached over and gently rubbed my nipples and chest. “You’ve got such a hot little body and I love to watch you squirm.”

“I really don’t like this,” I said, again hoping for sympathy.

“Are you saying you want me to quit? I don’t believe you. Your cock is hard as a rock. How can that be, if you’re not enjoying this?”

“I don’t know! All I know is that it hurts and I don’t like it.”

He smiled at me. “I know you don’t like it. That means that I DO like it and because I like it, I’m going to keep doing it. Just remember to keep your voice down.”

I looked down at my cock with the straps and wires attached. He was right. I was very hard and practically spewing precum.

“Well, let’s see. Let’s turn it all the way up to 7 now. We’ll just skip 6. How long should we go for?”

“Please! I need to go home now!”

“Don’t be silly. You don’t need to go home! No one’s there and waiting for you. No, I’m afraid you’ll be spending the night here.”

“Really, I …..”

“Shhh! Let’s go for 10 full seconds at level 7, shall we?”

“No, please!!!” I begged.

“You want me to offer you a deal instead?”

“Yes, please! I’ll do whatever you want!” I answered and I meant it.

“Hmmmm….well, I could use a nice tongue up my asshole. Whatta you say? You fuck my asshole with your tongue for, say, 3 full minutes and then I’ll disconnect the electricity and let you loose and you can go home.”

“Okay! Okay!”

“Beg me,” he said, cruelly.

“Please let me fuck your asshole with my tongue!”

“Well, since you asked so nicely, ok.”

Once again, he climbed up onto my chest, but this time he was leaning backwards, stroking his cock. He pushed his ass closer and closer to my face and then spread his legs wide, shoving his bare asshole to my face.

“Three minutes, starting now.”

He began to stroke himself and I began to force my tongue into his asshole, licking and fucking as best I could. He moaned and groaned and writhed around a bit until at last the 3 minutes was over.

He climbed off and laid back down next to me and began to turn some dials on the device.

“Okay, where were we? 10 seconds at level 7, I believe is next.”

“I thought you said if I licked your asshole for 3 minutes you’d let me go?!!!”

“I DID say that, but you know what? I lied.” He grinned and pressed the button.

For the next ten seconds, I was like a wooden board. My body arched into the air as the electricity flowed through my erect penis. I shook it from side to side. I let out a relatively loud groan. I could see the professor staring at my erection and jacking his cock furiously. The parachute held my balls and I felt like I was ripping them off. I didn’t
know which was worse, the electricity or the parachute. Finally the time was up and he released the button.

“That was SO fucking hot to watch! I’m going to have to do it again! I’m almost ready to cum again.”

I lay there panting. I wasn’t enjoying it but at the same time, I’ve never been so excited in my life. I was nude, stretched out on a bed, being humiliated and sexually tortured for the pleasure of a man I’d just met and there was nothing I could do about it.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I raised my head in alarm.

“Professor?” I heard a quiet female voice.

“Yes, Melanie?” the professor answered. I remembered that he said the door was unlocked.

“Can I come in?” she asked. I shot a glance at him. He just continued to calmly stroke his cock.

“Sure! Come on in!”

I was mortified. I saw the handle turn and the door opened. Melanie walked in and I saw her in person for the first time. She was the hottest girl I think I’ve ever seen. She was wearing a short, sheer nightgown that stopped at the top of her gorgeous thighs. I could see her dark, little nipples through the top.

“I thought you were going to come get me for some fun!” she said as she stared at my cock.

“I was coming to get you in a minute.”

“Well, it looks like you’ve been having some fun!”

She walked over and sat down on the bed on the other side of me. She ran her hand over my chest and stomach and then around the base of my cock.

“Wow! He’s good looking! Can I watch him squirm?”

“Sure, let’s go up to level 8. I’ll let you decide the time.”

He handed her the device.

“Oh, I don’t know. I might do several small bursts and then a long one, I’m not sure.”

“However you want to do it is up to you. First let me get off and then you can work the controls.”

He climbed back on top of me and ordered me to open my mouth and keep it open. Melanie moved her position to where she could see my face. He stroked his cock and finally had me open my mouth and shot his second load of the evening into my mouth and made me swallow it. Melanie laid on the bed watching and playing with herself. When he was finished, he got off of me.

“Whew! I’m gonna go to the kitchen and grab a bite to eat. Why don’t you keep him busy while I’m gone,” he said to Melanie.

“Oh, I will,” she said as she smiled and rubbed her hand across my chest. The professor put on a robe and left the room.

“You’re kinda cute. Do you have a girlfriend?”

“No,” I answered nervously.

“Too bad. It looks like you’ve got a nice cock. A girl would be lucky to get that into her. Of course, once she found out that you were getting used like a girl and eating cum and stuff, she might not want you anymore!” she laughed.

I was totally embarrassed and humiliated. I closed my eyes and tried to make it all go away.

“You know, I don’t have a boyfriend right now. Maybe you and me could go out on a date sometime. I might let you fuck me even.”

She raised up on the bed and pulled her gown off, exposing her small, beautiful breasts. She put her thumbs in the sides of her panties and pulled them down slightly.

“You wanna see my pussy?” she asked playfully.

“Yeah,” I answered weakly.

“Okay,” she said and slipped her panties off.

She quickly climbed on my chest like the professor and put her pussy inches from my face.

“Can you see it okay. I know it’s kind of close but you can get a good look at it this way.”

My cock was throbbing, both from the pain of the electricity and from sheer lustful overload.

“You know, I’d let you fuck me right now but you can’t with all that stuff attached to your dick. The professor lets me come over once in a while whenever he’s got a cute guy tied up like you are. I help him. He says I have a really good sadistic mind and I guess it’s kinda true. I not really a mean person but torturing someone really turns me on. When the
professor and I both work on a guy we both get off a lot! You’re the cutest one he’s had in a long time!”

“Thanks,” I answered half-heartedly.

“Would you like me to take all that stuff off your dick and slide my pussy down on it. You look like you really need to get off!”

“Yes, please.”

“On second thought, I don’t think I will. I’m kind of in a sadistic mood tonight anyway and I think I’d get off harder if I watched the professor abuse you. I’ll even be doing some of the abusing myself tonight! Isn’t that fun???”

I didn’t answer. She got off of me and laid down beside me and picked up the controller and began to look at it.

“Have you ever been fucked by a guy?” she asked me.

“No!” I answered emphatically.

“Too bad. Some guys really like it you know. Personally, I like getting fucked but I don’t like it in the ass. Unfortunately for you though, if the professor wants to fuck you, it’s the only hole you’ve got back there so he doesn’t have a choice. With me, if I’d allow it, at least a guy would have the choice of my pussy or my ass. It doesn’t matter
though. I don’t let guys fuck me in the ass.”

She toyed with the controller a few more minutes.

“You know the professor’s going to fuck you later, right?”

“I don’t want him to. Can’t you talk him out of it?” I pleaded.

“Oh no! If anything, I’ll talk him into it. For a guy like you, it’s very humiliating. It turns me on to see a guy get humiliated like that. Makes my pussy really, really wet! You’re so cute, I really want to watch your face as he’s pumping that big cock of his in you. Yup, he’s gonna fuck you later, or as he likes to say it, he’s going to sodomize
you. He likes that word, sodomize. He says it makes things sound dirtier. He’s such a sexual man and very imaginative. Until I met him, I thought sex was just fucking and sucking but he’s taught me the psychological side of it and it’s far more exciting to me now. I love doing taboo things!”

“I really don’t think I can stand it if he tries to fuck me. His cock is huge!”

She giggled.

“Yes, it is! It’s gonna stretch you quite a bit. That’s why I can’t wait to watch! And don’t worry, he’ll go slow, but you’re not gonna get out of it.”

“I could if you’d untie me. We could go out on a date and talk.”

“Oh, we can go out on a date Friday night. If I untied you now, the fun would be over and I haven’t gotten off even once yet!”

She looked at the controller. “Let’s see, what did he say? You’ve had level 7? Let’s try a little level 8!”

“No, listen to me, please!”

“Level 8 it is then! I want to see you make your dick dance for me!”

She rose up to her knees and began to finger herself. Before I could respond, she pressed the button and an even larger surge of current coursed through my shaft. She only held it for a half a second or so, then released it. I was thankful for that. She smiled at me and pressed it again and held for about 2 seconds. I squirmed and helplessly writhed around,
wagging my erection back and forth. She got a glazed look in her eye and began to work her clit.

“Your cock dances pretty good! Let’s see some more!”

She pressed the button again. She continued to press it for short periods of time without warning, causing me to jump and tense up, then thrash, then collapse when she released the button. Sometimes it would be for a second, other times, she’d hold it for probably 15 seconds or so. I kept looking down at my cock when I could, expecting to see charred flesh
and smoke but I seemed to be undamaged despite the pain. In spite of it all, I found myself somewhat enjoying the pain and the humiliation.

She worked on me for about 20 minutes, frying my cock. It was obvious that she’d had 4 or 5 orgasms while I squirmed.

“Hey, here’s something neat the professor showed me,” she said as she adjusted something on the controller.

“I’m going to change the settings and then I’m going to press the button and hold it and I’m not letting go. It’ll hurt but I think you’ll enjoy it. Most guys cum after about 15 or 20 seconds. I really want to watch you shoot.”

Again, before I could respond, she pressed the button. I felt the current surge through me again. It hurt like before but it also produced a weird sensation, sort of like my cock was being viciously sucked. I squirmed around on the bed but within a few seconds, I could feel the change. I could feel my cum welling up, about to spurt. Finally, with a
roar, I felt it cum. I shot a squirt of cum that literally hit the ceiling, followed by several more thick squirts of decreasing height. With each squirt, she turned the voltage down a little so that by the time I was finished cumming, the electricity was off.

“Holy shit! I’ve never seen a guy shoot that hard! That was awesome!”

I lay on the bed, breathing hard. I have to admit that I’d never had an orgasm that intense. I was wasted. She threw down the controller and climbed on my chest again, this time, pushing her pussy against my mouth.

“Lick my clit! I’ve got to get off again! Hurry!”

I’d never eaten a pussy before so I just started licking. It didn’t really matter though since she was rubbing her pussy hard on my face. She put her thighs on each side of my head and squeezed. She grabbed my hair and pulled my face hard into her pussy as she ground it into my face. Shortly afterward, she shuddered and came. When she was done, she released me and rolled on the bed, panting.

“Oh shit, that was great!”

Now that I had cum, I was hoping they’d both realize that I was done for the night and ready to go but it didn’t turn out that way. The professor came back into the room and looked at the pools of cum on my belly.

“Well, Melanie did her thing, I see. I sometimes wish I’d never taught her that. She’s sadistic but there’s that one little streak in her that likes to get a guy off. Well, rest assured, it’s the last time you’ll get off tonight. Now as for me and Melanie, we’re both gonna get off quite a few more times before the sun comes up.”

He reached into the drawer and pulled out another little box that he held in his hand.

“Melanie, are you ready to help me?”

She looked up and saw whatever it was in his hand.

“Oh yes! I’m ready!”

“Remember, just like we’ve practiced. We’ll only have about 30 seconds.”

“I know, I know. He’s not big guy that it shouldn’t be difficult.”

“What shouldn’t be difficult?” I asked nervously.

“You’ll see,” he answered. I saw his cock start to rise.

“Ready Melanie?”

“Let’s do it!” she answered.

He approached me and pressed the box against my leg. Suddenly I felt myself tense up and lose all control. I realized it was a stun gun. I couldn’t move. The two of them quickly untied me and I realized it was my chance to get up and leave but I could move my arms or legs. The two of them rolled me onto my stomach and then resecured me, spread eagled on the
bed. The parachute was adjusted and they busied themselves doing something behind me. I suddenly felt something cold and wet on my asshole. I managed to look back and saw Melanie wearing gloves and realized she was lubricating my ass.

She pushed a few fingers in and out, then finally looked at the professor.

“I think he’s ready!”

I was almost back to normal but I was now restrained again and couldn’t move much. The professor got on the bed in front of me so I could see him. He held his large erect cock inches from my face. Then he slowly and deliberately opened a condom and began to roll it on. He wanted me to see him put it on so that I’d know what was about to happen. Melanie got on the bed in front of me, too.

“Oh, Tim! You’re about to get fucked like a girl!”

She spread her legs and began to play with herself right in front of me.

“The professor says that guys like you shouldn’t be treated like real people. He says that you’re only good as sex toys, toys whose sole purpose is to get alpha males off. I think it’s hot! I hope you realize that he’ll use you for sex all year. You’ll get an A in his class of course but you’ll be eating a lot of sperm and getting your ass fucked for it! It’s so cool to watch!”

I felt the professor position himself on top of me, then felt the head of his monstrous cock pressing against my asshole.

“Oh yeah, squirm boy! Try to get away! Try to keep me from getting my cock in you! That really turns me on!”

I squirmed but couldn’t do much to get away. I felt the held of his cock pop through my sphincter.

“Boy, I usually go slow but this ass it too good and tight already for me to be gentle so here’s what I’m gonna do. You’re well-lubed so I’m just going to shove it all the way in up to my balls. Then we’ll rest for a second and then I’ll start fucking. When I shove it in, it’s going to hurt like hell but I don’t really care. Hope you’re ready!”

I looked at Melanie’s face. She smiled and bit her lower lip. Her hand began to work her clit faster. She was looking forward to this. Her breathing increased.

The professor didn’t lie. He pushed his mighty cock all the way in with one thrust. I literally was out of breath and seeing stars. It hurt like hell! I blacked out.

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Posted on 4 April 2014 | 5:00 pm

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Baby’s Incorporated – Part 6

The Baby’s Incorporated series continues with football jock Cooper getting caned and fucked by his coach.
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Baby’s Incorporated – Part 6
by GuysGoNakieForMe
Series: Baby’s Incorporated

Cooper McLaughlin, struggled against the restraints holding his wrists and ankles tethered apart, forcing every one of the handsome young quarterback’s muscles to flex in perfect symmetry. Lured here to this unknown laboratory by an anonymous scientist, he’d watched Coach Mike Capiletti as he was force-milked to orgasm, pushed over the edge by the insertion of a man’s cock in his ass. Shit, Cooper thought, I’m gonna bust deep in that hairy Italian hole too and quickly agreed to humiliate his coach.

Mike Capiletti’s dick was being manipulated and his cum cultivated and sold to some very rich clients, women whose husbands could not impregnate tham and who had no intention of letting some low-class jock fuck them. They lay on a gurney, just out of sight, legs spread, a tube leading from their pussies to the milking device several hundred yards away which was connected to the thick uncut cock of the football coach who bragged about his potency, as his family of six attested. Again and again the silicon sleeve had milked Mike to teasing orgasm of nine or more blasts of pure protein, pneumatically shot fresh and hot into the waiting counts of a bevy of VERY rich clients.

As a special treat, Cooper had been invited to ride his Coach’s ass at the coaxing of the young doctor in the fertilization lab. Each jab of his red-hot eight-incher slamming against the prone Coach’s prostate had caused the bound muscle-god, whose cock was attached to a milking machine, to pump nearly a dozen blasts of potent cum into the pneumatic tube that air-blasted his sperm-rich jism into the waiting pussy of a rich woman in another waiting room.

Not to be outdone, Cooper had pulled out of the Coach’s ass at the last minute, brought his dick to Mike Capiletti’s face, forced him to open wide, and hosed more than a dozen hot blasts of white-hot cum into his Coach’s mouth and across his face. He laughed as he watched the mouth of Coach Cap, as they called him in school, fill up until cum was overflowing his lips. “Swallow it, bitch” Cooper had ordered him, and he relished the site of the Coach struggling to swallow it all.

At the sight of Cooper’s copious load, and impressed with the youth and virility of the young man, the doctor had quickly and stealthily drugged the young stud and prepared the boy. The Doctor took out a large mortar and pestle. He then took a bottle from the shelf, and showed it to the young man. It was marked Viagra.

“The usual dosage is 50 mg” he told the tethered boy.

The doctor emptied the pills into the bowl, about 40 of them.

“I’ll be applying 2000 mgs to you” he smiled

The metal pestle ground the diamond-shaped pills into fine blue dust. He took another bottle from the shelf. This too he showed it to the bound football player. It was marked Flunitrazepam.

“Huh?” Cooper uttered.

“Roofies,” the doctor said with a chuckle.

The mixture was painted over Cooper’s erogenous zones — earlobes, neck, armpits, nipples, abs, obliques (or cum-gutters). The doctor had taken special pleasure in peeling back the football stud’s foreskin, painting the super-sensitive cock-knob, and then rolling the foreskin forward again.

With Cooper, prepped, the silicon milking sleeve was applied to his cock. With the press of a button, it suctioned tight around the 8 inch phallus like a second skin and began to heat up. another button pressed, and the sleeve began to grip and relax around the cock, caressing it with JUST enough pressure to keep him hard, horny, on the EDGE of orgasm without ever cresting. Every thirst seconds the sleeve oozed heated oil around his cock, keeping his powerful dick well lubricated. The doctor decided to allow Cooper to experience this…pleasure…for thirty minutes.

His face was flushed, cheeks red, sweat dripping from his neck down over his powerful chest. Cooper’s nipples stood out hard, pink, barely a shade darker than his skin, but stiff as pebbles. The doctor delighted in tracing his thumb and forefingers over their fleshy hardness, pinching them ever so softly to produce a moan. The doctor wondered if any of Cooper’s girlfriends knew just how much he secretly loved his little titpoints teased and played with.

“Fuck man, please…let me cum,” Cooper McLaughlin moaned.

“I can’t allow street language, here, Cooper. I’m sure you can appreciate that my clients are very rich and very sophisticated. I’m afraid, you will have yo be punished.”

The doctor rolled a metal table over on which lay a rattan cane four feet (1.2 metres) long and half an inch (1.27 cm) thick. The cane had been soaked in water beforehand to make it heavier and more flexible.

“I’m really sorry, sir,” he said in his most sincere tone, “please forgive me for using filthy language. I’m not used to being around classy people. I acted like a real asshole.”

He heard the word in his head a moment before it slipped from his lips and tried to stop himself, but it was too late.

His thoughts were broken by a large SWISHING sound through the air, inches from his face.

“Silence,” the doctor called out. But it was not he who had broken the air, just inches from his face, with the rattan cane. He saw two large hands gripping it, but the man stood in the shadows.

“The usual punishment for disrespect is five lashes, but since you continue the disrespect with your mocking words, I will up the punishment to seven!”

“No, dude, please.”

SWIIIIIISSSSH. Cane made brutal contact with flesh and the boy howled in pain. A large red stripe appeared on the underside of the quarterbacks bubble-shaped ass. The whipped flesh looked oddly… appealing … the boys golden fur standing out in contrast to the crimson streak.

Tears streamed down Cooper’s face. “God, please. No more.”

“Blasphemy,” cried the doctor.

SWIIIIIISSSSH. And a companion stripe sliced across the top of the boys ass- globes.

“Anything ….please… no more…” the boy sobbed.

“Well maybe just one more…”, the doctor chuckled.

SWIIIIIISSSSH. A third stripe criss-crossed the top of the boys ass-globes.

The boy sagged in the restrains, broken, unwilling or unable to stand erect. Ironically, his cock had no problem with that. Still attached to the electronic milker, Cooper’s erection was unaffected by the pain. If anything, it was strangely harder.

“Shall I show mercy?” The doctor toyed.

“Yes, please!!!”

“Are you prepared to trade something pummeling the outside of your ass for something pummeling the INSIDE of it?”

“Yes dude, yes, just no more lashed with that cane!!!” the sobbing boy pleaded. That pain had been unlike any he’d experienced. He’d expected the doctor to fuck him, when he heard the cane drop to the floor and roll to his feet. From the shadow stepped the strong man who had flogged him … Coach Mike Capiletti.

His 19″ biceps were pumped and vascular. The Italian’s chest was covered with dense fur, perspiration glistening on the olive skin below. His fat, purple cock was rock hard, though his foreskin still clung to the tip. Only a hint of the scarlet knob, red-hot and moist, teased its way into view.

“I’m…I’m sorry Coach…he TOLD me to…”

“The fuck he did!” Coach Cap snarled at his squirming quarterback. he took the perfect, melon-shaped globes in his over sized hands. They still stung from the caning. Coach Cap spread them, spit into his palm, and worked three fingers up Cooper’s ass.

The boy stood on tip toe, wildly trying to pull free, and Mike Cappiletti laughed.

“I’m doing this for your own good, but if you want to take my dick dry and unprepared, that’s your call”

The coach stepped behind Cooper, pulled his fingers from the gaping hole and RAMMED his cock deep into the boy’s bowls in one thrust.

In a split second, Cooper was wishing he’d chosen the caning.

Coach Cap laid his furry chest against the boy’s sweaty back, and whispered in the his ear, “I’m known for my staying power, so this is gonna take a nice long time.”

As the Italian stud rage-raped his quarterback, the doctor was grateful that he had five clients lined up for the evening. This was going to be a very profitable session. In the room grunts and barely audible pleading mixed with the hum of an automated milking machine that caressed Cooper’s cock over and over.

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Posted on 25 March 2014 | 4:00 pm

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A Play With Nothing But Sex

Hope you enjoy it.

[[A Play With Nothing But Sex]]

[Main Characters]

Simon Patterfield (S): Slut.

John (J): Best friend of Simon.

Professor (P) Sparks (Sparky): Lecturer of Simon’s.

Dave (D) the Security Guard: Dorm Security Guard.

[Chapter 1] (Setting: Professor Sparks Private Office)

Professor Sparks: “You like this don’t you? DON’T YOU?”

Simon Patterfield: “Yes… I like this very much, sir.”

Professor Sparks: “Yeah. Oh, oh. Why the fuck is your ass so tight? FUCKK!”

Simon Patterfield: “Ahhhhh. P… P… Pro…fessor… Sparks. Ah. Ah. Ah.”

Professor Sparks: “You fucking whore! Take it, bitch! TAKE IT!”

Simon Patterfield: “Yes… Yes… Give it to me, sir… I need you.”

P: “Beg for my cock, you stupid faggot!! Beg me, MORE! You know you want me? You’ve wanted me ever since you came into my classroom. TELL ME THE TRUTH!”

S: “Yes… Oh, God! Yes… Yes… I wanted you. I wanted to get…Ah… close to you… Ah… and see… see if you were like… me.”

P: ” Like, YOU? ME? LIKE YOU?”

S: “Ahhhh…”

P: “I’m… nothing like you, you WHORE! Look around you, bitch. You’re in my office, lying on my desk letting me ram all my 7 inch cock in you. AND YOU THINK YOU’RE LIKE ME?”

S: “I… thought… thought…”

P: “You thought fucking wrong! This is where you sluts belong, under a master who FUCKING OWNS YOU. Got that? Did you hear? I OWN YOU! SAY IT! SAY IT NOW”

S: “But… I’m…”

P: “THAT’S IT! I GAVE YOU ENOUGH CHANCES ALREADY!”

S: “Awww! Sir! Please don’t take your dick out of me… Sir, please, I’ll play your master and slave game. Please I promise to be good.”

P: “A GAME? WHAT? THIS IS NOT A FUCKING GAME! You LIVE for my pleasures. Got it? Ummm… and to think I still have those videos of you in that GAY STRIP CLUB. Want me to show that to everyone?”

S: “Please, sir. Don’t. It’ll… it’ll ruin my whole life here. I… I’ll do anything you ask. Just please don’t give those videos away.”

P: “Remember I OWN you. You’re my property. UNDERSTAND?”

S: “Yes… Oh, please. I need your dick inside me, I live to pleasure you. You own me. I’m hardly worth your service. I’m your slave, and you’re my hot master.”

P: “Good. Now that we’ve got that settled, strip. That’s it… fully naked now…Mmm…”

S: “Ah.. please don’t my… my pecks are just a little sensitive…”

P: “A little sensitive, eh? What if I do this with my tongue?”

S: “AH. Oh god, yeah. Swirl that tongue of yours, sir. Oh, oh shit.”

P: “You pecks are… delicious… Ah.”

S: “Oh sir! That feels… OH MY GOD! Please sir, can I cum now? Please?”

P: “NO! Not until I’ve gotten off!”

S: “But sir… I… I…”

P: “Get your fucking hands of your dick now!! Do you want me to tie your hands together? DO YOU?”

S: “Please sir! You’ve had your fun… I’ve, I’ve not gotten off since last night.”

P: “Last night? LAST NIGHT? You, fucking SLUT! TAKE THAT [ slap ] and THAT [ double slaps ]”

S: “Sir…”

P: “You whore! Your erected dick is just jumping with excitement at me slapping your face. Isn’t it? ISN’T IT?”

S: “Yes sir.”

P: “Tell me how much you like this!”

S: “Oh, master. I jump with excitement and pleasure when you dominate me with your sexual power. I crave for you’re cum, your body and your dick. Everything that I have and own belongs to you. I live to serve you. I am never complete unless I’m with you. You are my only master.

[ Dave enters ]

Dave: “Well I’m not sure about `only master’, right Sparky?”

Professor Sparks (Sparky): “Nice of you to drop in, Dave, like what you see?”

S: “D… D… Dave… What… This… This isn’t what it looks like? We… We… were role playing for a… a part… Please don’t tell anyone.”

Dave: “Cut the crap, Simon. I know about your little evenings with Sparky here. But I just couldn’t believe it when Sparky told me about your sexual needs.”

S: “You… planned this?”

P: “That’s right. I figured, I could make a profit out of you, remember what you just said. I own you. Also Dave has been here a while. He was taking pictures of you with his camera. Do you see?”

S: “W…What???”

Dave: “Yeah these pictures are the bomb. I just can’t believe it was you Simon. The captain of the basket ball team is a fucking gay slutty faggot.”

S: “Please Dave. I… Don’t tell any of the guys.”

Dave: “Well then. I’m your second master. Got that?”

S: “Yes master Dave.”

P: “Well isn’t that sorted out. Want to join us Dave?”

Dave: “Can’t. I have guard duty today now. I just came over to give my slave, a little present.” [ Dave hands Simon a bag with some unknown contents in it]

S: “Thank you… Master.”

Dave: “I expect you to leave your room unlocked tonight. And I expect you to follow the instructions from the bag, understand?”

S: “Yes sir!”

Dave: “Good. That’s sorted then. I’ll see you later, Sparky.”

[Dave left]

P: “Now. Where were we? Ah, yes. Lie down on my desk. That’s it. Legs up in the air.”

S: “Master, are you going to fuck me now? Please sir, will you?”

P: “Damn! I love to hear you beg. Here it comes slut! Hot and hard! Here it… AHHH!”

S: “FUCKKKKKK SIR! AHHHHH!”

P: “Yeahh, how do you like it now you stupid slut? Want me to fuck you? DO YOU?”

S: “Oh yes, please sir, fuck me hard, fuck me master.”

P: “You got it, fag.”

S: “Oh god.. Faster, sir. PLEASE I NEED YOU!”

P: “Oh fuck yes! You fucking love this don’t you? My cock sliding into the tight little ass that I OWN! You want more, don’t you? TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT!”

S: “Oh, sir. I need you to fuck me harder and faster, because I live to pleasure you, I need you to fill me up because I am so unworthy.”

P: “OH FUCK! Your about to get, are you ready, slut? ARE YOU? And to think, after this you’ll want more, you worthless piece of crap.”

S: “Oh please, I’m ready for you, sir.”

P: “Oh… JESUS CHRIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

S: “Ahhhhhh.”

P: “You like my hot man see in you, don’t you? Ha! It’s oozing out from your ass. Do you want to taste my cock, slut?”

S: “Yes, please.”

P: “Here, suck me. That’s right. Oh, damn! I forgot how hot your mouth in. Ooooo! Your mouth is so damn hot. SUCK ME FASTER, SLUT!”

[John enters]

To Be Continued… If you like it.

Posted on 2 July 2013 | 2:24 pm

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My Science Teacher, Mr. Duke

“You should leave, Timmy” Mr. Duke said as I stood before him, my knees shaking so badly and my head spinning so much that it was a wonder that I was able to remain standing.

I couldn’t leave, and it wasn’t because my Science teacher had a hold of my belt, because I wanted to be there more than anything. After all, this is what I had been hoping for when Mr. Duke had invited me to his place.

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All through my senior year I had fantasized about this tall, grey haired man as he stood at the head of the class, wondering about what was beneath those baggy trousers, and on those occasions when he would come around and check our work, I just about died.

Mr. Duke always wore short sleeved white shirts, and when he would be standing next to me my dick would get hard looking at his arms. They weren’t muscular so much as wiry, but what really turned me on was the silver hair that covered them, the grey billowing like wheat in a field.

Mr. Duke was gay, or at least that was what the rumors said, but nobody had any proof of it. I had always hoped the rumors were true, and when he spent a lot of time working with me I had hoped it was because I thought I was cute and not because I wasn’t that great in science.

At 18 I was a bit of a butterball, not fat but a little chubby, and while over the next year I would become a more impressive physical specimen in most ways by shedding pounds and working out, in Mr. Duke’s kitchen that evening I was anything but.
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The evening had progressed from him wishing me well and encouraging me to continue in some field of science, to the point where I was standing before him while he unbuckled my belt.

“I shouldn’t” Mr. Duke was saying, but he didn’t stop and I didn’t stop him, although I was starting to become nervous as my jeans dropped to the kitchen floor.

Mr. Duke was staring straight ahead, at my white fruit of the looms which I were hoping were still clean, and as he did I strained to get a little life down there, so at least some kind of bulge would appear.

As it often did when I was nervous, not only did my little dick not respond, it felt like it was retreating into my intestines, and not even feeling Mr. Duke’s hand massaging it from outside of the cotton was helping.

“Are you scared, Timmy?” Mr. Duke asked me, as if my quivering legs weren’t a giveaway, and while I couldn’t speak I nodded.

“Me too, Timmy,” Mr. Duke said as he took his horn-rimmed glasses off and set them on the kitchen table before returning to me. “It’s okay to be scared, but I won’t hurt you. You know that, right?”

I nodded as Mr. Duke’s hand slid a little lower, probably trying to find my balls, which had also retracted from nerves. I tried to concentrate on his arms, those profusely hairy arms that had always excited me, and tried to relax.

Mr. Duke liked me. That was why I was there, and while he may not have been thrilled at what his hand was feeling, at least he hadn’t laughed or sent me on my way, so I felt some of the tension begin to melt away.

Through squinting eyelids I looked down as Mr. Duke gently lifted the elastic on my briefs away from my belly and lowered them down past the sad nest of golden hair and down past my dick, which looked like a mushroom, and not a very healthy one at that.

Mr. Duke let out a little sigh before leaning forward and taking me into his mouth, sucking on my dick as he slid my underwear down my legs. I could feel his chin against my taut nut sac as he rolled my penis around his tongue, the warm wet mouth unlike any hand it had been in before.

My hands went down to Mr. Duke’s arms, which were on my hips, and as I slid my fingers through the long downy hair, I felt my cock start to get hard. Now Mr. Duke was able to move his lips up and down the shaft, and in no time he was sucking on my erection, which had blossomed to the slender not quite 5″ I had been “blessed” with.

Mr. Duke didn’t seem to care, and as his mouth kept going from the tip of the gumdrop glans right on down to the base, my entire body started tingling. I didn’t even have time to warn Mr. Duke before I started ejaculating into his mouth, a series of jets that had my science teacher gasping as he struggled to swallow it all.

By then I was crouched over, hugging Mr. Duke’s head in as much as an effort to remain upright as it was a sign of affection, and Mr. Duke still had my limp wiener in his mouth as I straightened up.

“I pray you aren’t mad at me, Timmy.”

“Mad?” I asked incredulously as I looked down at Mr. Duke, because of everything I was at that moment, mad was not among them. “Gee no.”

“Have you ever been with a man before?”

“Sort of,” I said, because I had experienced a couple of encounters with guys my age, but the only time I had been with a man, after he had given me a ride he had thrown me out of his car after taking my pants part way down.

“Would you like to go to bed me with me?” he asked, and I nodded, pulling up my pants so that I could follow him down the hall.

 

 
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I might have looked goofy, waddling into Mr. Duke’s bedroom holding my jeans up with my hands, but my science teacher wasn’t laughing, just smiling as he stood in the doorway and ushered me inside.

The room was minimally decorated, but the bed was massive. It looked like a water-bed, which was something that was a current craze, and there were dim lights at the headboard which did more illumination than I was comfortable with, but since Mr. Duke had seemed to like what he had seen so far I let him lift my t-shirt off my head as my jeans fell to the floor.

“You’re such a sweet looking young man,” Mr Duke said as he ran his hands over my fleshy and smooth chest.

Sweat was trickling down my sides, and I saw that the shirt Mr. Duke was wearing had large damp patches under his arms too. He was still wearing his tie, so I reached up and started to fiddle with it.

“I am rather overdressed, aren’t I?” Mr. Duke said, briskly pulling on his tie and yanking it off, and when he undid the top button of his shirt I let out a gasp.

“Can I?” I asked timidly before reaching for the next button on his shirt, and after Mr. Duke nodded my shaky fingers worked on the rest of the buttons.

I don’t know whether this man, who was probably close to 60 years old, ever thought of himself as sexy, but to me he sure was, even though his chest was what you might call scrawny. The moment that top button came open and exposed the silver and grey hair that grew up to his collarbone, I was in love.

Never having seen Mr. Duke in anything but a buttoned up shirt, up until then I had only fantasized about what Mr. Duke looked like. In my mind, I had pictured him with a hairy chest, but even in my wildest dreams I was not prepared for the swirling mat of hair that covered his chest and stomach.

My eyes were blurry from the sweat that was pouring off of my forehead as I pulled off his shirt and ran my hands through the luxurious pelt of hair. Soft and thick, my fingers seemed lost in the jungle, and Mr. Duke seemed as shocked as he was pleased at my reaction to it.

Gordon Dewey, the guy I had exchanged hand jobs with the night that everybody else went to the senior prom, had a little hair around his nipples and the center of his chest, but nothing like this.

“You like hair, Tim?” Mr. Duke asked, and I blushed as I nodded, hypnotized by the look and feel of it.

What would Mr. Duke think if he knew that I watched wrestling on Saturday afternoons in hopes that George “The Animal” Steele would be on, and if he was, that I would be jerking off wildly while imagining him putting a bear hug on me?

Maybe it was because I was so pitifully endowed with hair that I found it so fascinating and erotic. The faint dusting on the lower insides of my calves, the soap pad-sized tuft over my dick and the sparse wisps under my arms had always been a source of embarrassment for me, so seeing a hirsute man like Mr. Duke in the flesh was a dream come true.

Mr. Duke laughed when he felt my dick, hard again, poke him in the thigh, and when I looked down I saw a bulge in his trousers, even though they were baggy.

“Can I – you know?” I mumbled.

“You don’t have to, you know,” Mr. Duke said. “I’m afraid that you’ll find me much less attractive than you are.”

“Wanna bet?” I said under my breath as I made undoing a belt seem like a challenge.

When I finally got it undone Mr. Duke’s slacks dropped to the floor like a rock, causing his wallet and keys to fall out, but he told me not to worry when I started to pick everything up.

Was Mr. Duke an Adonis? No. His legs were as bony as the rest of his body was, but they had a nice coating of hair on them, although not as profuse as his upper torso was.

What got my attention were his boxer shorts, but it wasn’t the ivory and brown striped underwear that had my interest. Instead, it was the prominent bulge that was trying to tear through the fabric had got my heart racing.

My hand went up and rubbed the end of the bulge, causing Mr. Duke to let out a soft sigh, and as I let my hand follow the bulge upward my breath came out in a series of ragged huffs.

“I – I always – when I – when you were in class,” I jabbered, trying to make myself semi-coherent. “I always though about what you would look like – you know – naked.”

“As did I with you,” Mr. Duke interrupted.

“But you – you’re so…”

“I’m not disappointed,” Mr. Duke said, interrupting me again. “I hope you aren’t either.”

“No,” I managed to say as Mr. Duke’s hands came up to my shoulders, and as he gave just the slightest pressure on them my knees cooperated.

There I was, on my knees in front of my old science teacher, with the bulge in his boxers right in front of my nose. I could smell the musky aroma of him as my hands came up and undid the snaps at the top of Mr. Duke’s boxers.

The first thing as I lowered the boxer shorts was hair – a whole lot of silver and grey hair that continued down from his stomach – and then I saw the stump of his cock, at least the part not overgrown with hair.

Beige in hue, the shaft of his cock was monstrously thick, with a vein that looked as wide as my entire cock, but as more and more of it was exposed the width of his penis began to lessen.

Just when I began to wonder when I would get the the head of Mr. Duke’s cock, his manhood sprang out from under the briefs, slapping me in the cheek when it did.

Mr. Duke wasn’t circumcised, which made what swayed in front of me look all the more unnerving. I could see the tip of his dick tucked inside his foreskin, as well as the outline of his glans beneath it, the shape of which resembled a jumbo olive.

A spear. Mr. Duke’s cock looked like a spear, and as my teacher reached down and peeled his foreskin back – probably sensing my unfamiliarity with it – the comparatively small head of his weapon looked out of place on the end of a penis that had to be twice as long as my own.

I was afraid to touch it, even though I really wanted to. My inexperience had me frozen, and when I looked up and Mr. Duke looking down at me, I admitted that I was in over my head. Exchanged hand jobs with a couple of guys did not prepare me for this.

“I’m sorry Mr. Duke – I never,” I stammered as Mr. Duke helped me to my feet.
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“First of all, Timmy, I’m Donald, not Mr. Duke anymore,” he said, wrapping his arms around me and cuddling me to his chest. “And it’s okay. I told you that you didn’t need to do anything to me.”

“I want to though,” I said, and feeling that warm fur was reassuring, not to mention the sensation of his cock pressed against me.

Even though he was about a head taller than I was, our cocks somehow managed to find each other, and after feeling his against mine, my erection quickly returned.

“Here,” Mr. Duke said. “Just relax and we’ll just get to know each other.”

Donald Duke was 58, and had been married once long ago, until he could take the lying no longer. He loved his work and although he sometimes found it tough, he never so much as touched a student.

“You were the most difficult to resist,” Mr. Duke said. “I know you lost your Dad, and I sensed you were lonely and insecure. A lot like I was at your age.”

“You were?”

“I was indeed. That, and the fact that I found you such a sweet young man, gave me a lot of anxious moments, but I managed to wait until you graduated. And here you are.”

To this day, I have no idea how a pudgy and thoroughly unremarkable 18 year old such as I managed to make such an impression on him, but I was glad I did.

Mr. Duke went down on me again, and all too soon I was ejaculating down his throat. He had been kneeling at my hip, and I had finally managed to reach over and grab his cock, stroking his long prong slowly while his lips and tongue brought me to climax.

After I came, Mr. Duke eased down onto the bed, and when he did I assumed the position that my teacher had been in. I reached down and took his long spear in my hand, the semi-erect organ flopping around a bit as I tried to bring it upright.

As my hands squeezed his manhood, I felt the blood surge under my fingers and he became erect. What an incredible cock he had, I thought as my hands wrapped around the shaft of what looked like a rocket-ship, with my hands unable to reach up as far as the nose cone.

I began to move my hands up and down, the sight of the head of Mr. Duke’s cock popping in and out of his foreskin making me smile. Maybe if I hadn’t been circumcised, the presence of a foreskin might make mine look a bit more impressive, I briefly thought before looking down at my dick, which was poking Mr. Duke’s bony hip, and I laughed at the thought.

“Is this okay?” I asked my teacher, and he smiled and nodded.

“Feels delightful,” Mr. Duke replied as he sighed, linking his hands behind his head and looking down at my jerking him off.

I shivered as he did that, my eyes going to the deep hollows of Mr. Duke’s armpits, which were overflowing with thick tufts of hair. Without realizing it at first, I started rubbing the underside of my dick against his hip.

Mr. Duke smiled when he saw where my eyes were fixed, and then looked down on what I was doing with my dick, leaving a gooey trail of pre-cum.

“Sorry,” I said, while trying to go back to my hand job.

“No, Timmy. It’s okay,” Mr. Duke said quickly. “Truly it is. Don’t be ashamed. I’ll never judge you. Feel free to do anything you want to me. I’m having the most wonderful time.”

Hearing that, I bowed my head down and licked his nipple, feeling the hardness of the nub while my eyes stayed at the thick tuft of arm under his slender arm. He smelled nice – none perfumed or sweaty but a delightful mixture of the two, as if the chemical enhancements had been eroded by his manly perspiration.

My tongue slid over, and as it did Mr. Duke didn’t laugh, but sighed instead as i ran a very tentative tongue through the moist fur. Emboldened, my licking became more like ravaging, with me chewing and nuzzling while continuing to jerk him off.

Mr. Duke not only indulged me, but seemed to relish my odd affections, encouraging me to lean over and lick his other armpit. When I did, leaning over his body to lavish affection on the wild jungle of hair under his arm, I felt a slight tickling sensation under my own arm, and when I looked back I saw Mr. Duke’s tongue straining upwards, dabbing at the little spray of hairs tucked under my arm.

I came, and although whether it was seeing Mr. Duke, the feel of his tongue, or the fact that my dick had been pressing on his stomach after I leaned over him, I ejaculated all over him.

I was humiliated at my utter lack of control, but Mr. Duke didn’t seem to mind that I hosed him down with my semen. Instead, he let me go back to jerking him off and and sucking on his cock, which was now crimson and angry looking, swollen to become even larger than ever.

My hands were almost numb, and my jaw was aching, even though my mouth couldn’t get down anywhere near the really thick part, and I was wondering what I would do when he came. Would I be able to swallow it like he had me?

“Why don’t you take a break,” Mr. Duke suggested, seeming to realize that i was running out of energy despite my comparative youth.

“I want you to cum too,” I said, marveling at his self-control, which was as amazing as my complete lack of it.

“I will, Timmy,” Mr. Duke said as he positioned me on my hands and knees before climbing up behind me. “I want to see more of you. Oh, look at that. What a beautiful ass you have.”

Mr. Duke’s hands were squeezing my butt, spreading my legs and fondling my little nut sac while I knelt and stared at the headboard. He asked me if I ever did this, just before I felt his finger rubbing my anus.

“Once,” I answered, and then he inserted his finger, sliding it slowly through the puckered ring and corkscrewing it deep into my rectum.

“Did you ever do that?” He asked, and I told him once, although Mr. Duke’s finger was way longer than mine, and was probing deep.

“Feels good though, doesn’t it?”

“Yes,” I grunted.

“How about this then?” he asked, slipping his finger out of me, and after his digit left my ass I was sorry, but only for a second.

I lurched forward when I felt something warm and wet rubbing my ass knot, and when I felt breathing and the pressing of his face between my ass cheeks I figured out what was happening.

“Ohhh – yes,” I answered regarding whether it felt good.

It felt more than good, and when Mr. Duke’s tongue worked into my ass my arms gave way. Now my face was in the pillow, which made my ass go higher, making it even easier for Mr. Duke’s tongue.

It felt so good that words could not describe it. I actually had a little orgasm, my limp dick tingling and squirting a little cum while he spread my ass cheeks further apart and licked away.

Dazed, I remember his tongue being replaced by his finger, and then a second finger. It hurt, but in a good way, and then there felt like a third finger went inside of me. Maybe it was his whole first – his arm. It didn’t know, only that it felt incredible.

“Mr. – Donald?” I asked when I felt him climb off the bed.

Did he cum? Had he jerked off while fingering my ass? No. He was at the side of the bed, pulling something out of the drawer while his cock sprang around wildly in front of him.

Now he was squeezing something into his hand, and then rubbed some kind of gel all over his cock, making the crimson pole sparkle as his fist slid up and down.

I wanted to do that for him, but as he climbed back onto the bed I realized that he wasn’t jerking off but priming himself, and as he climbed back behind me his fingers primed me.

Being ignorant, I had no knowledge of anything remotely resembling what was about to happen, so when I felt his finger leave me and was replaced with something else, it actually took me a second to figure it out.

Then I felt it. Mr. Duke was putting his cock into me. I panicked, fearing what that monstrous organ would do, but while his bony fingers had been painful, his flesh and blood member was more forgiving, and as he poured more of himself into my ass I gave in and clutched at the bedding.

I didn’t understand how all of that manhood could possibly fit into me, and at that point it hadn’t, but the sensation of his cock going into my rectum made me practically convulse.

“So good,” Mr. Duke was moaning as he mounted me, his long arms wrapped around me as he gently moved his cock into and out of me.

His hairy body felt comforting against my sweaty skin, and his gentle probing made me feel so good that even when his thrusts become deeper and a bit harder, I not only took it but welcomed it.

“I’m okay,” I mumbled when Mr. Duke asked me how I was. “Feels good. Is it all in me?”

Posted on 23 May 2013 | 10:40 pm

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