This story is a fantasy. Please do not try something like this. It is obviously not safe to place yourself in the hands of a man you do not know under such vulnerable conditions. If you are not yet 18 years of age or not yet 21 years of age, depending on the country, you are too young to read this and should depart from here until you reach the legal age If you are offended by imagination of sex between men or master slave type sex then you should not read this. In fact you should not even be here.
I continue to write this as I do all my stories. I am the submissive male. This allows my imagination to run wild, and I can see myself experiencing each scenario that I conjure up. Please send your comments and suggestions to my email. I appreciate hearing from both Masters and subs.
Part Five: Caught My rest is short. I am awakened by a kick in the side as I look up at my tormentor in a sleepy daze. Standing in the stocks now is the other slave I thought had been set free. With whip in hand my captor says to me, "When I came in to check on you, I found half-dried cum on the floor in front of the stocks and on your cock. What gives cunt? Did you cum without my permission?"
I knew the consequences of answer, so I hesitate. "I...I...I..."
"Never mind pussy. I know what happened. The whole thing is on tape: you getting fucked in the ass and your fellow slave pumping your hard cock. All your moans and groans, and especially your cock shooting cum all over my floor. So you can't lie, and you two are going to be severely punished."
To me he growls, "Crawl in front of the stocks and lay on your back. NOW!" I hurriedly crawl to my place and lay down. Taking a remote control he lowers a long bar with cuffs on each end; taking each ankle, he spreads my legs to the ends of the bar and attaches the cuffs over the ones I am already wearing. Grabbing the remote again, he begins pulling me up by my feet. He raises the bar until my head is about three feet off the floor. I'm scared, and I begin to breathe heavily because of the strain of being hung upside down by my spread legs.
"What's the matter cunt? Are you Scared? You ought to be. You've fucked up by letting your cock sucking, ass fucking boyfriend make you cum. I told you, I'm in control. I guess you didn't believe me."
I let out a whimper fearing that he would punish me severely. Taking each wrist, he pulls them out to each side and ties them off. I'm hanging naked upside down and completely vulnerable. I begin to cry, humiliated over being suspended naked and forced to perform for a man.
"Shut the fuck up pussy, or wear the ball gag." I hold back the tears, but silently suffer the humiliation.
To the other slave, he says, "You got yourself and your boyfriend in trouble, you asshole. You've could have walked out of here. Now, you're going to suffer.
Coming back to me, he pulls me close to the stocks and lines up my mouth with the other guy's cock. Then he takes three collars, putting one around my neck and the other two around the thighs of the other. With them all linked together, I cannot move my face away from his cock and balls. Our tormentor does the same thing to me, the two collars around my thighs intertwined with the collar around the other's neck, keeping his face in front of my cock and balls.
"Since you two like to cum so much, you're going to suck one another's cock while I beat you both. If you let go of the cock in your mouth at anytime, you will suffer the beating all by yourself while you continue eating your partner. Understand?"
The two of us murmured, "Yes sir."
Before the beating begins, he puts my cock in the other slave's mouth and his cock in mine. Then we are told to, "SUCK." "Remember, whoever lets go of his cock before the beating is over, gets it all by himself."
Then he begins to whip us. First he lashes my ass and thighs as I suck the cock and try to endure the pain. The screams around his cock act like a vibrator as I feel his dick get harder. When he quits beating me, I try to get a hold of my emotions. I think to myself, "How am I ever going to live through this. Someone please help me."
The vicious tormentor beats the other slave longer than me, and I can feel him flinching and screaming as he sucks my cock. The painful whipping switches back and forth as we both do our best to hold on to the cocks in our mouths. After the fourth exchange, the slobber from my mouth begins running into my eyes and the stinging pain makes it difficult to concentrate. I fear that I won't be able to keep the cock in my mouth much longer. But I try to hold on. Then the beating stops. "Suck hard slave boys, and make noise."
We both suck each other's dick and moan and groan. But I feel myself losing it. Hanging upside down is starting to affect me, and I am quickly losing strength. The joints in my legs ache. Then, when I try to take a breath, the slave's cock slips out of my mouth.
All I can do is cry, "Oh no, no. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to let go. Please; please give me another chance!"
"Too late, CUNT! You lose." Walking up to me, he sticks the cock back into my mouth and takes the whip again. "Ten lashes, ass hole. Count while I beat this slave."
Each lash sent terrible pains through my ass and legs. The beating and hanging upside down has me in panic. I cannot endure any more punishment. "Suck slave. You lost, so you've got to make your friend cum in your mouth again."
After ten painful lashes, he stops and I work feverishly to finish off the other slave, sucking his cock so he would cum my mouth. When he finally cums, he cries out, and I swallow his load. I have to keep sucking until our tormentor is satisfied. Then his cock is taken from my mouth, and I hang whimpering and crying. He takes the other slave out of the stocks, chains his hands and feet and takes him to another room. When he returns, he says to me, "Well CUNT, have you suffered enough, and did you learn your lesson?"
Still crying, I said, "Yes, sir; I will never disobey you again."
"Good. Before I let you down, you've got to one more thing." Grabbing his cock, he says, "Open up slave."
When I do, he begins pissing in my mouth. There is so much hot piss pouring into my mouth that what I cannot swallow fast enough, and it runs into my eyes and nose choking me. I think I am going to drown, and I begin jerking my head to move out of the stream, but he grabs my hair and holds me until he finished pissing.
As I breathe heavily trying to blow the piss out of my mouth and nose, my heart pounds in my chest while he laughs at me. Still holding me by my hair, he says, "Now I'm done. I'll take you down so your friend can clean you up. After he unfastens my outstretched wrists, he brings them in front of me and locks them together again. Then he lowers the chain holding me upside down until I lay on the floor again.
I let out a deep sigh of relief. He unlocks my ankles, allowing me to bring my legs together. Finally, I can rest for awhile even though my naked body is still hot and stinging from the beating.
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