This story in not completely fictional. Nor is it the truth and nothing but the truth. The names have definitely been changed to protect the guilty. We are all disease free and stay that way by protecting ourselves whenever we play with anyone but each other. Descriptions of unprotected sex are fictional because I'm imaginative and not stupid.
You know the rules... Don't read this if you're a minor or are offended by gay or BDSM expression. Don't even think about reproducing or publishing it without my permission. Remember, I have sadistic friends who like to punish people! <>
CHAPTER 4
They hurled me into the pool, a quick version of a chemical bath to get all the piss off of me. I swam to the other side, jumped out, and quickly dried off as they moved me toward the house. I was dragged inside to where the others waited and knocked down to all fours before them.
"Here's the deal," Dennis began to fill me in, "They're going to pay us to let them take you to a dungeon party and treat you like piece of shit. On top of that they're going to let us come and watch. I think it's a good deal. In fact, I think you'd better start showing some gratitude real quick." Again, Scott's belt lands across my ass as I quickly crawl to Dennis and lick and kiss his feet to show my appreciation. "Now them!" The first black guy kicks off his shoes and I kneel before him licking and kissing his feet and toes. I'm used to the feel and taste of Dennis' feet because he makes me lick them all the time. This dude's feet are very different. They smell different. They feel different to my tongue and lips. They're bigger and his toes are much longer. I don't realize that the other guy has taken the belt from Scott until I feel it land across my back. I hesitate a split second before I continue lapping at the feet in front of me. The belt continues to land across my back and ass. I concentrate and frantically worship the feet before me until he steps away.
"Now, thank me!" The guy with the belt commands. I crawl to his feet and kiss them. "Not good enough," he said. He drops his pants giving me clear view of his beautiful cock and balls. They are big and dark black. His cock is perfectly shaped, uncut, eight inches, and his balls are big and low hanging in a thick sack. He obviously trimmed his pubic hair, which is tight and curly. I'm happy to thank him this way and move toward his dick ready to kiss, lick, and suck it. He turns around as I near him and offers me his ass. "Suck my hole!" He instructs me.
Dan laughed out loud. "You got all excited thinking you were going to get your mouth around his dick and instead you're going to eat out his hole. You fucking loser!"
I move toward his ass crack and slide my tongue in and out searching for his hole. His ass is hard and firm and I work to plunge my tongue deep enough to swipe it across his bud. Once there, I stay buried and lick away until he's satisfied. "Let's get him prepped." He says as he steps forward and let's my tongue slip from his ass. I crawl outside following them.
The five of them work together smoothly. They've obviously talked about, and planned what needed to be done to me. Out in the yard they have a pummel horse like you'd see in any gymnastics event. Its cold on my pelvis as I'm bent over it and secured spread eagle by my ankles and wrist to hooks in the ground. I work to get into the right head space. My thoughts are all about being submissive. I keep telling myself things like, "You're here to serve them. They are your masters. They are superior to you. They can do whatever they want. It's their right and privilege because they are men. I deserve to be hurt and used any way they want. I deserve to be in pain and they deserve pleasure. I want to be abused. I want to feel pain. I want to be humiliated and punished. It's my place..." I sink lower and lower into my sub space.
I tug lightly at my arm and leg restraints getting a sense of security in my bonds. Knowing how tightly I'm bound convinces me I can't fall and helps me to surrender and be more vulnerable to them. "Don't you fucking move boy!" I suck the pain in faster than the words as a hard smack of someone's hand lands across my ass. I try to relax into it knowing that my bonds alone won't keep me still enough to please them. My ass burns hot as I'm spanked several more times with fast stinging slaps. I keep reminding myself that I should be grateful for the pain. Without intending to I softly say "Thank you, Sir," out loud. A ball gag is quickly strapped in my mouth to remind me that no one wants to hear me talk.
My asshole yields as something thin and cold is slid into it. I know that feeling and know what's coming. My ass is slowly filled with water to clean it out. The pressure increases and gets more uncomfortable. Being bent over the pummel horse makes it even worse. "Hold it," Is all that's said to me. I try to ignore the conversations that are taking place around me. I don't need to be reminded that at this point I'm just an object to them. I concentrate on holding the water in and letting it work inside me. I feel the soap lathered into my crack and the scraping of the razor as my ass is shaved. My ball sac is pulled tight as my balls a shaved as well. I tighten my ass because I don't want to know what will happen if I let some water slip out and wet whoever is shaving me. I can't hold it much longer.
The lash of a flogger lands across my back making me jump and I feel a warm trickle down my legs. I clamp down harder and the cramping and pressure gets worse. Another lash lands across my shoulders and a grunt escapes as my stomach cramps. Another blow from the flogger lands on my back and a split second later another lands across my ass. I lose control for a second and a gush of water escapes from me. "You'll pay for that!" I'm warned as another double blow lands. I try to hold it but I can't and water gushes from me. The next blows are even harder and more escapes. My legs are soaked. I can't stop the flow anymore. My back, my shoulders, and my ass are pummeled with the floggers. I relax into the pain and let myself drain rather than clamp down and try to fight it.
Cold water from the hose yanks me out of my head space as it's used to clean me off. Then the hose is slipped back up my ass and the whole process is repeated two more times. Finally, empty and drained, I'm released from the horse and dropped to the ground on my back. Dennis stands on my hands pinning me to the ground. One of the black guys trims my pubic hair real short and small. I'm left with just a small amount of hair around my cock. My balls are already shaved bare and I feel naked and self-conscious this way. My cock and balls look huge. My dick is big, but my balls are very big.
A slap lands on my balls and I instinctively try to curl up. I hate having my balls smacked! It hurts so fucking bad. "Don't you fucking resist me!" The black guy commands, "Open your fucking legs so I can hit you again!" I try to obey him and I stretch out and open my legs again. He grabs my big balls in his hand and pulls them out tight. A series of fast light slaps land on my outstretched balls as I struggle to keep them open and exposed to him. Finally I can't stand it and pull my legs up in an effort to protect my poor balls. Scott and Dan grab my ankles and stretch me out again. "I told you not to resist me!" I'm scolded as he clamps his hand down squeezing my balls even tighter. The slaps are slower and slightly harder and I concentrate on not pulling my legs up again. Finally, he stops hitting them, but he squeezes even harder. The more I tighten up, the harder he squeezes.
I talk to myself, driving myself lower, "take it," I tell myself. "Relax, you can handle it. You're supposed to be in pain. You like pain. You deserve pain. I want the pain. I'm grateful for the pain." My body relaxes and instead of fighting the pain I sink into it. I absorb the pain.
Dan's voice invades my head space. "You sick little fuck! The guy is breaking your balls and you get a hard on. It never ceases to amaze me what a sick little fuck you are." I sink even further. Another blow lands to my balls and a soft moan of pleasure escapes me.
I shower outside with them watching. The water from the hose is cold by this point, but I make sure to clean myself up well. They taunt and humiliate me by making me bend over so they can watch me wash my ass. They make me jerk off my hard dick and make me stop as I get close to cumming. Pre-cum oozes out and leaves a visible streak in the soap. They have me pinch and twist my own nipples until I'm squirming from the pain. It's really degrading to have to abuse myself.
In the house I'm dressed for the night's activities. A leather collar is locked around my neck and a long leather leash it attached. Wrist and ankle cuffs are locked on. There's a short chain between the ankle cuffs to prevent me from taking full steps. My cock and balls are pulled through a metal ring sewn into a leather jock that is locked around my waste. A codpiece is snapped on to the jock, trapping my cock and balls tightly between the two pieces. Nipple clamps with a chain between them are attached. The whole time I'm thinking to myself that they're all dressed and I'm standing naked. They're all touching and grabbing at me without any hesitation and I just stand there and don't even resist. I'm actually turned on by it. They all stand back to admire their handy work.
Dan has that evil grin I've come to dread. "He's physically ready. Now let's get him mentally ready." Dan grabs a small bowl. Without ever breaking eye contact with me, he takes out his dick and pisses into the bowl. Placing it on the floor, he snaps his fingers and points to the bowl. Mother Fucker! I think to myself as I drop to all fours. Dan pushes the bowl closer with his foot. He dips his toe in and offers it to me to clean it off. I lick and suck it clean. He does it several more times. "Now put your tongue in the bowl and wait for us to get ready." Everyone laughs. I stick out my tongue and put in the bowl of piss. The position is uncomfortable and totally humiliating. "By the way asshole, your dick is rock hard again." They all laugh again as I'm left there totally degraded while they get ready to go out.