First, the disclaimers. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. The narrative that follows did not happen to me or to anyone else I know. The characters in the story, like myself, are all of legal age. Don't contact Me to meet these slaves. DO contact Me if you want to become one of these slaves. Also contact me with any praise, criticism, or suggestions. All feedback is good.
And those who have read my previous work (Satanic slave, also on Nifty/Authoritarian) will know where those gloryholes lead....
Fagboy & Fagdad - Part 6
Tyler was still trying to adjust to the major fuck his head had endured a few days ago. Being Alexi's imaginary cuckold. Sucking him off while he looked at photos of Ty's wife and fantasized fucking her. Becoming a beta male to Alexi.
It was earth-shattering. Ty had never had any thoughts like this before, but Alexi was able to easily bring what had been deep inside Tyler to the surface, forcing him to see himself as he really was. A submissive man who got off on the power and authority of another.
Ty wondered if he was coming out as queer. He had sucked Alexi off and was rock hard through the experience. But it wasn't about Alexi's prick; it was about his authority and power. It was about the fact that he WASN'T attracted to Alexi physically; that was making his submission all the more powerful.
He didn't discuss these thoughts with Alexi, but the fact that Alexi was able to so quickly and effortlessly bring him to this state made Tyler want to worship him even more.
But Tyler shared his home with Ryan and knew it would be inappropriate to display his submission in front of his son. So it was subtle things that made it clear who was the boss. Tyler now always brought home or cooked diner for Alexi and would eat only after he had finished, using the same plate and utensils to eat the lukewarm leftovers after Alexi left. If there was anything Alexi needed or wanted, Ty was his eager errand boy. The TV and stereo were set to Alexi's favorite stations. And Tyler was aware that Alexi was making some fundamental changes to the design of the home, but decided he didn't have the right to ask what they were. He trusted Alexi, now more than ever.
That trust was based on how Alexi handled the power he now had over Tyler. He pushed Ty further, of course, but kept the pace reasonable, making his demands reasonable. For instance, Tyler was to go to a local porn store and find some movie or magazine featuring a woman he lusted after. When Alexi would want some sexual service, Ty was to present the porn and service Alexi while he enjoyed the porn. The next day, Ty was to return to the bookstore and get something for next time -- there was always to be something new available.
One time Tyler was at the bookstore and noticed an area off to the side "Rate a cocksucker : $5.00." He asked the sales clerk what that was all about.
"There are about a dozen glory holes in there. You pay your money and try one out. If you like the blowjob, you hit YES'. If you don't, you hit NO.' The cocksuckers are there until they get a specific number of guys' approval. It's an unbelievably high number, something in the mid 600's."
"What? Some guys are in there until they get over 600 men off?"
"Yeah, pretty twisted, huh. I don't know the details. I'm just here to keep things in line."
Ty went home wondering about the kind of man, if a man at all, that would submit to that kind of experience. He shrugged, realizing it probably wasn't all that different from the kind of straight guy who would buy porn for another man to enjoy while he sucked him off. "We're all pretty fucking twisted," he thought to himself.
Alexi demanded service one evening after dinner. Fortunately, Ryan had become very busy with his friends lately and was rarely home. Tyler hoped he was keeping up on his studies, but wasn't worried because Ryan had always been very responsible. Tyler, according to the custom Alexi demanded, knelt in front of Alexi and offered him the porn he had selected.
"She's got great tits, Ty. Good choice. I don't like mammoth tits -- I like them real. Keep up the good work. But before you start working on my prick, I have a gift for you."
"Really?" Tyler started to blush. "That's so nice of you, Sir."
"Here." Alexi pulled out a small box from behind the couch. "It's a chastity device. We lock this around your prick and your hard-on is now under my control. Stand up and we'll put it on." Tyler was not rock-hard, but was in a constant full yet soft state. It wasn't easy locking the ring of the device around the base of his slavedick, but Alexi persevered until he succeeded. Like always. "Now you won't cum, won't even get fully hard, unless I decide to allow it."
"Thank You, Sir, for deepening my lack of manliness, Sir. I like being your straight fag, Sir."
"You know, Ty, I think you're becoming a good little bitch." Tyler blushed yet again at the praise. "I think it's time you started to look more like one. I bought you some nylons and a nice frilly little apron. Strip and put these on."
Ty turned beet red, his humility morphing to humiliation. "Whatever you desire, Sir. I like being your bitch." Ty dropped took off his clothes, hung them up, and put on the nylons. They were fishnet, very sheer, and made his legs look very feminine. The apron covered up his chastity gear and between the two he looked and felt essentially dickless.
"You know, Ty, that's a good start. But I think we need one more piece to your ensemble. While you were at work, I found your shoe size. I think these will fit just fine." Alexi pulled out a shoe box and pulled out a pair of stiletto-heeled calf-high boots.
Tyler's prick started to dance inside its cage, causing the pinpricks to bite into his flesh. He put on the boots and stood up. He saw the cheapest of whores staring back in the mirror. Alexi read his thoughts. "Yeah, that's one fine suckbitch. I may just watch you instead of the porn." The praise etched into Tyler's brain. Yes, this was exactly what he asked for: Alexi's pleasure in what Ty was doing for him. That reinforcement inspired him to provide even more attention to how he pleasured Alexi's cock. "Good little bitch ... yeah, slide that tongue around. Grip Me with your fucking throat." Every instruction and suggestion made Tyler all the more compliant and eager to please. When Alexi's dick started to pulse in earnest, Ty became completely engrossed in coaxing Alexi's orgasm. His submission had grown to focus completely on Alexi's pleasure. Ty's cock was aching within its prison, but that made his
submission even stronger.
As Alexi started to cum, he pulled his cock out of Ty's mouth and erupted all over his face. He then pulled yet another surprise out from behind the sofa. A small digital camera which he used to immortalize Ty's cum facial. "Now crawl backwards, showing off that ass and those thighs in nylons." Another snapshot taken. "Now stand up. Put one leg in front of the other like a model on a runway." Snapshot taken. Alexi condescendingly patted Tyler's head. "Good little cunt. You have an excellent career ahead of you."
"Sir? I don't understand."
"I'm going to use these photos on Craigslist. Here's a copy of the ad." He tossed a printout to Tyler. The headline read:
"Straight fagbitch needs your seed"
Ty gulped as he continued reading.
"i'm not queer. i love fucking pussy. But i'm not man enough to be allowed that luxury. i have accepted my place as a cuckolded cocksucker.
"i know better than to say a word to you. You have no interest in what i think or have to say. My job is to please you, Sir. You want to kick back and put me to work on your meat? Thank You, Sir, for the chance to worship a real Man's nads.
"You want to skullfuck my throat like a pussy? Thank You, Sir, for feeding my submission with your power.
"Did you have a bad day and want some bitch to slap around? Thank You, Sir, for showing this bitch some attention.
"There is no fee for my services. However, the Man who has locked up my crotch (yes, i'm kept chaste. i am a bitch with no dick.) has deepened my humiliation by making any chance of an orgasm up to the generosity of Men like You. If You are not merely satisfied, but genuinely pleased with my service, toss some coins on the floor for me to gather up. No bills, only pocket change. When i have collected enough money in tips, he will grant me the chance to empty my pathetic nuts. The only chance i have for release is in Your hands, Sir. Include a phone number in your response and the Man who owns me will contact you to set things up."
Ty was trembling. "Sir, you're going to post this?"
"Absolutely. You're a treasure meant to be shared."
"But what if someone from work sees it?" Tyler worked as an accountant at a car dealership; there were mechanics and salesmen there who might actually see and enjoy this kind of posting.
"Then you'll be a source of entertainment to your co-workers as well. Isn't that wonderful?"
"Sir, how much money does it take to cum?"
"Well, that's a little complicated. I'm going to keep a tip jar for you. You leave with no money. What you come back with goes into the jar. When you want to cash out, we take the jar to one of those machines to total the coins inside. Then we roll two dice to determine how many dollars it costs per minute. If you roll a 10 and you gave me $100, then you get 10 minutes to cum. Oh, and just to make it fun, the timer will be where you can't see it. If you cum too fast, you've wasted money. If you take too long, time could run out without you reaching orgasm." Alexi chuckled. "The next time you cash out, we roll again, but that dice roll is added to the previous total. So if you roll a 5, we add that to the 10 and it's now $15 per minute. And the next time will be added to that total. So each orgasm is more expensive than the last. Pretty fucking ingenious, isn't it?" Tyler sadly nodded. "Don't look so sad, bitchboy. You're about to become very popular."