This is the next chapter in the ongoing ordeal of my abduction and submission. If you have found this then you obviously like M/m contact, consensual or otherwise. Thanks to all of you who have written and commented on previous chapters. You have given me the desire to continue writing. To all others Masters and fellow subs, please write and critique or comments.
AST 11
Eric speaks quietly with Charles while Mark comes in and releases me, giving me more water, another towel, and a key. "Take that thing off your cock, slave. You've earned it." When he leaves, I release the lock and slip off the rings getting immediate relief. Then I lay on the floor gathering my thoughts. One more trial. Unless David really messes up, he and Eric will compete against each other to see who will take me for the night. I am left alone longer this time, apparently so I can regain my strength. So, while I relax, I think about what is going on with Becky. The last time I saw her, she was carrying Paul on her back toward the showers.
When David enters the room, I know it's time. I finish the water and hand the towel to him. Even with the rest, I am exhausted, and it shows. Mark comes in as says, "Remember boy, if you don't give it your all, you will be punished. Get up and get ready."
When David and I square off in the middle of the room, he extends his hand to me. Before I react, I look him over quickly. Even though he has a stern look in his eyes, they don't show the meanness of Charles; physically, he is in great shape, about the same height as me, but stronger and more muscular. I won't be able to overpower him, so if he does grab me, it won't look like I am giving in too easily. I am going to run, but I am also going to keep track of the time mentally.
Thinking that he is sincere, I reach out to grasp his hand. Instead of taking my hand, David lunges towards me sliding his hand across my chest and under my armpit. In one quick move he slams me to my back. With his face very close to mine, he says, "Don't be so stupid slave. You're supposed to stay away from me. If you don't try any harder that this, you're going to be punished." When he lifts his weight off me, he tells me, "Get up and fight for yourself bitch."
I struggle to my feet somewhat dazed by what just happened. I've been rudely warned, so I'll be on my guard. David stalks and probes for openings, trying to catch me. When moves to my left, I react quickly, going right. He counters my move with unexpected quickness and catches me flush on the chest with a strong hand. I feel like I have been clothes-lined. My feet fly up, and I land on my back. Instead of jumping on me, David yells, "Get up slave. You're making it too easy."
Even though I'm shaken by the blow, I get up and weakly run from him. He gives me five seconds to catch my breath; then he comes at me again. I run and elude him this time. "Better, slave, better. Keep going." I can't believe that he wants me to continue. The time is clicking by and if he goes beyond Charles' time, he'll be out.
While I'm trying to figure out a way to surrender, he rushes me administering a hockey-like body-check into the wall. When my head slams the wall, I see stars and get so dizzy I almost lose consciousness. Seeing that I am hurt, David backs away, grabs me by the neck and drags me to the middle of the room. When he has me facing the window, he shows me to the others before he throws me to my stomach. I land with a thump, and while he straddles me he grabs my wrists and roughly attaches the buckle. Turning around, he grabs my ankles and clips them together. With only the leash to go, he raises his hand in victory. Then he attaches the leash to the collar, jerks my head backward as he threads the leash between the cuffs and tires it off, leaving absolutely no slack. My ankles are bent completely backward, and my head is pulled up and back. He walks out of the room leaving me in a very uncomfortable position.
Mark yells, "Two minutes forty-two seconds. You're movin' on. And Paul is coming back with the bitch. Let's see what he's been up to."
When Paul enters the room, Becky is not with him. Instead, he drags in a male slave, locked into leather wrists and ankle restraints, and a black salve collar just like me. "Travis was so pissed off about losing out, he fucking went out and brought in another slave boy he been using around the house. This fucking slave has just given me the perfect shower. I sat back while he scrubbed my body front top to bottom. Then he got on his knees and gave me a long, slow blowjob. I made him suck my dick and lick my balls for a good half hour. Then like it was made for him, I filled his mouth with a load of hot cum, and he gulped it down. You guys have got to try this boy's mouth out."
Charles jumps in with, "He's just what I need after what happened to me in there. I won't get a chance at johnny's ass, but I'll make sure this boy gives me all I want. Hey! I've got an idea. Since I won't get to fuck "the Prize", how about if these two double-team me while you guys sit back and watch. I want to make them switch back and forth between ball sucking and cock sucking. Then will see which one gets my prize, a load of my hit cum. How about it Mark?
"Sure, why not. They're here to take of us, so we might as well use them. But let's make it interesting. We'll lock their wrists to their ankles so it'll be harder for them to move around. If they fuck up, we'll use a belt on them."
Once our cuffs are secure, Charles sits down in a chair, scoots his ass forward, spreads his legs, and makes us kneel shoulder to shoulder between them. The other boy starts on his cock, and I bend over to lick and suck his balls. As he swirls his tongue around the head, I lather his sac. "Fucking A! These two cunts really know what they're doing, and they like it, don't you boys?" All we dare do is murmur an "a huh" as we work on him. When we start to get to him, he hollers, "Stop! It's time to switch boys."
I sit back and let you slide down the length of his long cock to his balls, and then I struggle in my restraints to reach the head of his cock, so I can pull it into my mouth. The more we work on him, the more his cock and balls get lathered with our saliva and the closer he gets to shooting. "Stop! Switch again." After changing positions, we quickly get to work. The other slave slides his shaft in and out of his mouth while I vigorously work my tongue on his balls. Even more quickly this time, he yells, "Stop! Change places." He mockingly says, "I'm going to cum in the mouth of "the Prize."
Know what is about to happen, I reluctantly cover his cock with my mouth. After sliding it in and out a number of times, he grabs my head and holds it tightly. With only a couple of inches of his dick in my mouth, there is plenty of room for his cum. When is close to cumming, his cock thickens, and he lets it go with a deep guttural groan and throaty shout. Globs and globs of cum flood my mouth, filling it as quickly as I can swallow it. I feel every throb and gush of cum against my tongue. He shoots so much cum that my eyes begin to water as I gasp for air. Once he stops spurting, he glides his cock in and out of my mouth until his spasms subside. Finally, when I've sucked him dry, he pushes us backward and sighs deeply. "Man, that was good! You've all got to try this. The only thing better would be three mouths, one more to tongue my ass too!"
"Okay, Charles, you've had your fun. Now we have to get on with the match. Eric, you and David have got to compete once more. The boys are in a good position, so I say we have a jack off contest. First one to cum gets my slave johnny for the night. The only catch is that you have to use the opposite hand of the one you normally use. Eric, since you are a southpaw, you have to use your right hand to beat off. David, you're a righty, so you have to use your left hand. Eric, since you had the fastest time, which slave gets to eat your cum?"
Eric says, "I get johnny's mouth. After all, I'm going to win his ass anyway."
David shoots, "You think so, Eric? We'll see. When this cocksucker is in the middle of swallowing my load before you shoot your first drop, I'll be the one laughing. johnny's ass is mine!"
Mark says, "My decision will stand. Whoever shoots cum first wins, no questions asked." We are positioned about three feet apart so Eric can stand in front of me, David in front of the other boy, and Dr. Mark in the middle. "Gentlemen start pumping. You slaves keep your mouths open!"
Both men beat their cocks vigorously as their balls bounce below their hands. They get fully erect very quickly as each grunts and groans toward the climax that will win "the Prize." We kneel quietly, naked, restrained hand to foot with our mouths wide open so we can catch the spurting cum of our Masters. While the men work themselves, I gaze at their cocks. Eric's is long, maybe eight inches and dead straight. The head is full and pointed like an arrow. I can see his veins bulging and straining as his hand jerks the flesh up and down, opening and closing his slit. I know he'll have a large load of cum to spurt into my mouth.
I can't see David's cock as well, but it looks somewhat shorter, but obviously thicker. It looks like it curves slightly to the right, so his left hand is sliding against it, causing more friction. His balls are also heavier, and the head that sticks out about his fist is rounded and mushroom shaped. If he wins, I'll have a very difficult time when he ass fucks me.
By now both men are really working hard and groaning more loudly. The moment I turn my attention back to Eric, his cock explodes and white, creamy, sticky, hot cum pours all over my face and into my mouth. The taste is salty but not unpleasant. He is ecstatic, but he continues draining himself into my mouth. I swallow it all knowing that he is the winner, and soon I will be taken away by him for a long night. David is disappointed so he moves Eric away from my mouth and continues jacking off until he cums in my mouth. I swallow all of his cum too. Slapping me across the mouth he growls, "I might not be getting your ass for the night, BITCH, but at least you'll know the taste of my cum when I take you another time."
As soon as the ordeal is over, Mark says, "Get this fucker off his knees and strapped to the x-cross. I've got another surprise for these two slaves before they part company tonight. Eric and David lift me by my arms and move me aside to kneel and watch what they are going to do to the other slave. Charles removes the buckles and jerks him to his feet. He groans from both the relief and the stiffness he feels from being restrained on his knees for so long. Charles then drags him to the cross. "Stand up and raise your arms, bitch." When he doesn't move fast enough, Charles slams his fist into his gut. "How's that feel, boy?" Not wanting to give him any satisfaction, he reacts only with, "Sorry, sir." Then he lifts his arms and let Charles belt them to the uprights.
"What else do you want me to do to this bitch, Mark?"
"Nothing!" Pointing down at me, he laughs, "We're going to let this slave boy do our work while we sit back and watch. This will be his reward for performing so well in the competition. Get him up so we can get started." When my legs and arms are freed, I am taken over to stand in front of the slave. While we try to read each other's thoughts, a large, black duffle bag is dropped at my feet. Mark says, "Everything you'll need to take care of your new friend, rob is in the bag. We'll tell you what to use and how to use it on him. If you don't do exactly as we say, we'll use it on you; I suggest you do as we say because you've got a long night ahead of you anyway."
The threats are real, and I know it. I'll do whatever they tell me now. Later is a different story. I don't know what to expect, and it's beginning to get to me.
"johnny, gag and blindfold your bitch." Reaching into the bag, I pick up a black cloth drawstring hood and a ball gag, and then I look into slave rob's eyes to say, "I'm sorry." When he opens his mouth, I know he understands. I slide it through his teeth, and I buckle it behind when he bows his head. Then I slip the hood over his head and pull the string closed. He'll be able to breath, but if the ordeal lasts very long, it will get hot and uncomfortable.
Dr. Mark says, "robbie, now you won't have to watch, just feel what johnny's going to do to you. And, if it gets to be too much, you can scream and cry into the ball gag and still not disturb us. But I'm sure you like this kind of treatment, so enjoy yourself."
"Okay, slave boy, before Eric drags you out of here, we're going to have some fun with robbie. And the guys want you to be the one to work him over. I get to go first. Grab the tit clamps with the chain. They're spring loaded, so all you have to do is pinch his nipple and apply the clamp."
When I approach him, I whisper, "Sorry man." Then I grab his right nipple, open the jaws of the clamp, slide it in place and release it. I see it biting into your flesh as you winch from the pressure and pain. To complete the job, I take his right nipple between my thumb and index finger, pulling it away from his chest as I apply the clamp. With them in place the heavy chain pulls them downward. I know they have to be uncomfortable, so I don't disturb them. The guys see that I'm trying not to cause you any pain, so Mark yells, "Come on, slave. I told you that if you didn't satisfy us, you'd get punished. Do you want to be punished?"
"No Sir, I don't."
"Then make sure those clamps have got a good on his tits. Pull on the chain and then twist it. If it stays on, then you can let it hang on his chest. Get busy!"
Reluctantly, I pull on the chain until his nipples are stretched tautly, and he tries to arch his back toward the pressure. I can see him rolling his head trying to endure the pain. When I twist the chain and he lets out a muffled grunt and pitches his head forward, the guys roar, "Yeah, that's it slave. Rip off his tits." I see that he's in pain, and I can't do it any longer, so I drop the chain. I get away with it this time because they want to go on.
Charles is next. "Now that we've got his tits taken care of, I think his ass needs some attention. When I really want to humiliate my slave, I make him wear a bright red butt plug with a nice long, black horsetail attached. Then he becomes my fucking pony boy. Tonight, you're going to wear it. Get it out of the bag, johnny; lube it up and shove it all the way in his ass."
I pick up the plug and a bottle of lubricant. Trying to make sure it won't hurt anymore that it has to, I squirt the slippery substance over the five inch plug. Walking over to the spread eagled slave, I kneel down. With the plug in my right hand, I slide it between his legs and swirl it around so the lube spreads out. Charles yells, "Quit fuckin' around slave and get that thing in his ass, or you'll be wearing one too!" I read his threat loud and clear. I shove and the plug slides easily into him. The tapered base will keep it where it belongs. When I move back I can see the black horsehair hanging between his legs.
Eric yells immediately, "My turn!" This slave's balls need stretching. His cock is already hard, so I know he likes the treatment. Johnny, there is a small, wide strap in the bag. Get it out." I retrieve the strap, holding it out for him to see. "Yeah, that's the one. Grab his balls, pull them down, and snap it on. It'll make his balls glow, nice and red. When I grab his balls, he shudders, but I know I've got to keep going. I milk his balls, coaxing them away from your body without causing pain. When I've get them low enough, I slide the strap behind them, wrap it around and snap it in front. Master Eric is right. His balls start to darken almost immediately. Eric says, Yeah, they're lookin' good now!"
So far, he is holding up well. The torture devices are uncomfortable, but apparently not terribly painful. David says that he is next. "robbie! We've just been playing with you. I know there are several spring clothespins in the bag, and I want your friend johnny to clamp them on you, one at a time. Reach down in the bag and grab a handful, and we'll see how many you come up with. Opening my hand, I reach in, feel the pins and grab them. When I place them on the table, David counts seven. "Okay, slave. That's not a bad number. Just enough to cause a little pain. Take the first two and attach them to his inner thighs. There's just enough skin there to clip on a pin."
When I put them in place, the stinging pain makes him flinch. "Good. We got a reaction. Put the next two behind his balls. You know about the sensitive spot don't you, slave?"
"Yes, Master David, I do." I lift your strapped balls and apply the biting clips. "Now for the last three. robbie, these are going to hurt, so get ready. johnny, decorate the head of this cock with the last three. Clip them right to the head. I want to hear him scream and squirm around."
I really don't want to do this, but I take the three clothespins and clip them to the head of his cock as quickly as I can, thinking that you won't have to wear them very long. When they are in place, I turn to look at the men to see what I am to do next, hoping to get this over with quickly.
Travis steps up and says, "I've got a good one for you slave. There's a small whip in the bag. I'm going to give you a choice. You can either whip robbie's body with it or knock off each one of the pins. Make your choice."
Knowing that the pins are burning badly, I opt for knocking off the pins. The sooner I get them off his body, the sooner the pain will subside. "Go to it. I want to see how robbie takes it." I swipe at the pins on the head of your cock first. When the whip lands the first time, the pin on the right side of your cock flips off and into the air landing a foot away. I know it hurts, and I hear a cry of pain and his breathing quicken. Looking up to see if he is alright, I notice that the hood is becoming wet from his saliva. There is also a trickle of spit running down his chest. I know I've got to get moving. I take two quick slashes with the whip knocking off the other two pins. He's shaking his head back and forth trying to endure the pain. Two more swings of the whip knock off the pins between his legs. Now all I have to whip off are the ones behind his balls. I stop because I don't know just how I can do this easily.
Travis yells, "Wait a minute. I think you should take the last two off with your teeth. Just stick your face under there and pull off the last two. Then you can kiss his balls while you're there. Figuring this is better than trying to whip them off, I kneel in front of him, lift his swollen, ducky red balls and take hold of both of the pins at once and pull them off his tortured skin. There is a sigh of relief in both of us. I back away again and wait.
Officer Mark says, "Okay, that was amusing, but johnny's got to do one more thing before he goes. Master Travis was so good to bring us another slave boy to play with that johnny is going give him a going away blowjob. Get your fucking slave mouth on robbie's dick, NOW!"
I crawl up to robbie's cock and balls, take them in my hands and pull them to my mouth. I swallow his cock and lather it with my spit, swirling my tongue around the underside. I take his cock all the way to the back of my throat and slide it all the way out to my lips; then I take it back in; over and over I devour his dick until he begins to moan in to the ball gag and hood. The Masters see his reaction and Marks yells, "These two cunts are enjoying this too much. Get your belts and give me mine. Travis hands him a belt and four men surround us, two standing behind rob and two behind me. When the first belt lands on my ass, I pull my mouth away from rob's cock. "DON'T STOP, CUNT! KEEP EATING." I go back to eating rob's cock as the men beat us with their belts. We both moan and groan as the belts rain down on us causing painful welts on our asses. It is very difficult for me to concentrate, but I do my best to bring rob to a climax.
My mouth and jaws are tired, and spit runs down my mouth on onto my chest. Then, with one last gasp, rob grunts loudly, and I taste his hot cum as it fills my mouth. After one swallow, Travis yells at me, "Stop swallowing, cunt. Just hold his cum in your mouth. When he stops shooting, close your mouth and stand up. rob shoots three more globs into my mouth and stops. As order, I pull away, close my mouth filled with his sperm, and I stand up.
"Okay, CUNT. Keep your mouth full while you take off robbie's hood and ball gag." When I pull off the hood, rob takes a deep breath of fresh air and see that I have his cum in my mouth. As I unbuckle the ball gag, Travis says, "Step up to you new friend and share you mouthful of cum with him. robbie, you can lick the inside of johnnie's mouth if you want. I am completely humiliated by what I have been ordered to do. I want o die, but I step up to rob and kiss him deeply, depositing his cum in his mouth. As we stand there kissing, Travis laughs, "johnnie's learn a new trick today, guys. How about that? And he didn't even hesitate. You're turning into a real slutty cunt aren't you?"
When I step away from rob, I bowed my head in share and drop to my knees, beaten.
Paul says, "Well since I'm last, this is what I want you to do....