I HAD GONE TOO FAR carl w.
The house is beautiful, but isolated. The grounds are protected overnight by 30 guard dogs.
I came onto Larry in a internet chat room. I had strong submissive and humiliating fantasies and desires. I met Larry one night in an alley for a blowjob. I offered to lick Larrys toilet, and eat and drink his shit and piss. Larry settled for just the blow job, though. Some time later, I set up another meeting with Larry, at Larrys Estate. This was my mistake.
I waited at the restaurant table for Larry to meet him. As with the first meeting, he wore only a shirt and pants, shoes, no socks. I liked to be able to be naked quickly and easily. After over an hour, the waiter brought him a note.
"Leave $40 on the table, you might as well pay for their time you wasted.
Go the the womans restroom and take off your clothes. There will be an
open window, throw them out that window, so you can retrieve them later.
Without hesitation, walk out of the room naked, if you are seen, too bad.
Walk, DO NOT RUN, to the back door exit, and leave the building. I'll be
waiting there with your clothes, expecting an awesome blowjob for the
effort. If I think you didn't do exactly as told, I, nor your clothes, will be
there when that door locks behind you. You have 30 seconds to get started.
I can see you from where I am hiding. Do it NOW!"
My heart raced, this was more than expected. It was hot, but I wasn't sure I could do this. But there was no time to re-consider, I had 30 seconds. Unless I just up and left. But no, I wanted to taste Larrys cum again. Taking several deep breathes, I rose, dropping the two $20's I had been told to bring to buy dinner. I looked around. I waved to the waiter.
"Sir, where's the bathrooms?"
"Ah, yes, the mens room is down that hall."
I didn't know what to say, so I just went down that hall. Mens Room only. How was I going to ask the next question. I thought of a couple excuses, and went back to the waiter.
"Sir, I..." nervousness and excitement took over, I forgot my plan.
"Yes, what did you need?"
I bit my lip, but suddenly decided, this was a degradation game, and a strange neighborhood anyway.
"I need the womans room, sir." My heartbeat took off like a rocket.
"Back towards the rear of the restaurant. Meeting someone?"
"Um, yes, just checking on the person I was supposed to meet here." Relieved, I sighed.
The door was locked, someone was in there. I waited. Finally, a heavy but well dressed lady came out. She stood there and watched me. His instructions were clear. I walked in, and locked the door. She yelled something at me, and I knew it was not nice. I saw the window open, and took another breath. Off came my shirt, and I held it in a ball as I slid off my shoes. Setting my shirt on the sink, I slowly undid my pants, and pulled them down, trembling, almost falling over. I was naked. I carried my small pile of clothes, and stared at the window. I held them out the window. In just moments, I would let them go, and I would be trapped. There was no turning back, if I let them go. This was too much, I crossed the line now. But, the taste...the feel...I shook my head hard, and dropped them abruptly, forcing my desire to override my sense. His instructions were to go without hesitation, and Larry had to have seen them fall. But, I wasn't ready yet. No choice. I flung the door open, and stepped out, completely naked. There stood 4 high school cheerleaders. A look of shock changed quickly to mockery. They laughed cruelly, and followed me as I obediently walked down the hall to the back door. They stopped me, and pushed me away from the exit.
"What are you doing, you freakin' perv?"
They shoved me, pushing me, laughing, calling me names, demanding an answer for my situation.
"I'm on a dare, my clothes are outside, I have to get them...or he'll leave me here like this! Please!"
It was no doubt, the cheerleaders took it upon themselves to make their own dares for me before they would let me leave. The girl who had to use the toilet in the first place peed on the floor, and I had to lick it up. The second dare involved a green banana up my ass. The third dare involved licking it clean. The forth dare was to be escorted through the restaurant, then thrown naked ass into the alley I was supposed to go into in the first place. My fear was realized. Larry, and my clothes, were gone. There was another note under the window.
"Now that was amusing. Still, my instructions were not carried
out to the letter, so there you are. Stranded. Naked. Helpless.
Still, I look forward to my blowjob. Leave the alley, cross the
main street, and go into the next alley. If anyone sees you,
too bad. You CANNOT hide. If you are asked anything, answer
in the most degrading way. DO NOT RUN! This is a walking
assignment. It should take you NO LESS than 15 minutes to
get across the street, you know what I mean?"
I snuck down the alleyway, and looked out on the early evening crowd. Out I stepped and eyes all over turned on me. Pointing fingers, shocked gasps, and nasty comments. I walked slowly along the walkway, barefeet on the hard pavement.
"What are you doing, you fucking freak?"
"I-I'm looking fo-for the guy who took my clothes...so I can...suck his cock."
"YOU QUEER!"
"I'm not queer, I'm a...a" excitement broke through again" cock sucking
piece of shit human toilet!"
Why did I say that? I was in shock. The only thing that shook me out of it was the feel of a man pissing on my legs. I wanted to run, but I knew this was something Larry would approve of. I dropped to my knees in the wet spot, and licked the pee wet tip of his cock. I was shoved to the ground.
"I don't want no gay boy touching my cock! Now lick up my piss off the ground!"
I obeyed, though most had soaked into the concrete. I got up, and finished my walk across the street, jeers and cracks made at me. There, in the middle of the alley, was a garbage can with another note.
"You left too early! I knew you would. I did love the pee
scene, though. Along the wall, there's a pipe attached
to the wall. There you will find aother note, and some
handcuffs. Lock your ankle to the pipe, and read the
next note. OR ELSE!"
This game had gotten far beyond what I expected. I just wanted to leave now. Though something made me still wonder where this was all going. The end justifying the means, perhaps? I found the pipe, painted black, very sturdy. I locked the end to the pipe, and set the other cuff around my ankle. My heart raced, I stared at it, looking, thinking, panicking, another burst of arousal, and the click was done. I almost came at the sound of the click, and the feel of the cold metal, and the sudden realization that I was literally trapped. Then I saw my clothes in a pile across from me in the alley. I finally opened the note after my trembling fingers managed to work.
"You are really STUPID, aren't you?"
THE END?
Or so it seemed to me. My comment on the street fast became common knowledge, as well as my predicament. People would come by and laugh at me, cuffed naked in an alley with no one to help. At least 3 times an hour, someone would come by and remind me of my statement...
"I'm a cock sucking piece of shit human toilet."
Most guys were not interested in being sucked by a guy, but I was constantly drenched in urine. As the days past, I lost control a few times of my own, and had to sit in my own piss and shit. On the third day, a group of homeless guys gathered around me. The first of the 12 spoke.
"I really don't like the thought of being sucked by a guy, but I haven't had nothing
in years, so I'll take it. How's about you guys?"
They all agreed, I was better than nothing. They reeked, filthy and smelly, but in total control of me. Clutching the back of my head, one forced fucked my mouth over and over until he erupted in thick sticky semen, dribling over my lips and down my throat. The next guy shoved his meat right in, and moved his hips slowly, rubbing his matted pubs against my face whenever he went all the way in. After an seeming eternity, he grabbed my head, and unloaded right down my throat, another huge thick load. The third rammed into my mouth and fucked hard and fast, cumming within minutes, squirting all over my face. The fifth guy was not as fast, but pumped my mouth smoothly and quickly, spurting into my mouth, and all over my face and hair. The sixth guy made me lick his sweaty balls, and sucked them into his mouth. He slapped my face with his cock, and finally erupted right in my face, mouth, hair, body. I was fast becoming a sticky mess, and I was only halfway through this mouth rape. The seventh guy did not last long, and the rest seemed to become impatient now. The pushed and shoved each other to get a few moments in my mouth, the last five guys only getting sucked a few short minutes before another one would take a turn. This lasted seemingly forever, and the other seven guys got excited again. I lost track of who, and just sucked whatever went in my mouth. Hours went by. Eventually they all lost it, and shot me with hot sticky cum all over my body, head to toe, mostly face and hair, a 12 man Bukkake. After they all finished cumming, they reminded me...
"I'm a cock sucking piece of shit human toilet."
And they ALL urinated on me, mostly all over, but some right into my mouth, over flowing with piss, unable to spit it all, swallowing mouthful after mouthful. The lead guy laughed roughly, and said...
"He said toilet, not urinal...there's more duty for this guy than piss."
One grabbed a stick, and speared some of my shit from the ground.
"Eat it, eat it all!"
Pressing the turds into my mouth, unable to resist it, while others searched for other piles, dog crap and such behind the dumpsters. They found 4 piles of dog shit in the alley. Globs of my own, plus the doggy droplings, where force feed into my mouth, smeared all over my face, I was a brown glob of cum piss and shit.
"Hold his mouth open! Hurry! I got a fresh one for him!" I squirmed uselessly, as the smelly fat homeless mans shit slipped right out his ass, into my held open mouth, no chewing, no stopping, right down my throat. Two others did the same, then just let me collapse on the hard wet ground, zipping up and walking away.
By the fifth day, I had become an automatic cock sucking piece of shit human toilet. Every cock that was presented I sucked, every pisser I swallowed. I still gagged on shit, so my face grew browner every day. Then it got worse.
A man entered the alley with his huge dog. My mouth dropped open, shaking my head. The man held my head, and the dog mounted my face, the slimey red shaft slipping right into my well worked mouth. I struggled and squirmed, but the man held me fast. The dog humped my face for over an hour, then came. In the tradition of my predessessors, the dog took a piss on my face, too. The man saw my clothes, and took them as he left. There was nothing left, I had lost all dignity, I was truly a...
COCK SUCKING PIECE OF SHIT HUMAN TOILET.
On the seventh day, Toilet, as I now became known, had just finished sucking the 30th cock, as it was a slow day. As I lay there in my puddles, I looked up. It was Larry.
"Hmm, you look like you need a bath. Or maybe a scrubbing, since you are a toilet."
Larry laughed at me, then took his turn pissing in my face. He uncuffed my swollen ankle, and pulled me to my feet, using a cloth to cover his hand. He wouldn't even touch me. As he pulled me out of the alley, onto the street, a whole crowd began calling at me, nasty, vile, totally fitting names. Along the street he pulled me, then brought me into a dirty little bar, where he brought me into the bathroom, and allowed me to clean up. After I was as clean as I could get in a sink, I came out, and the whole room of men sat smiling at me, with their cocks in their hands. I shook my head slightly, and proceeded to do what I knew I was supposed to do. I sucked 78 cocks in a row, my sink bath was useless, other than the shit and piss, I was still coated in semen. A few guys got up, and grabbed my arms, pulling me down onto a table. Larry came up behind me.
"Saving the best part for me! Oh, my gosh, look at this hole! You're ass is virgin! Not for
long, though. When I'm done, feel free for sloppy whatevers!"
The bar cheered. I squirmed and fought my holders, uselessly, of course.
"Give me just enough so it don't hurt me! I want him to scream, though!"
I felt just a cool dap of liquid drip on my asshole. My legs were jerked apart, and held open, as Larry pressed his thick manhood against my cherry ass pussy. His hands grabbed my waist, and pulled me to him, stretching and tearing my hole open. I screamed for him to stop, but his laughter proved my pleas were wasted. Deeper, wider, I tried to squeal, but my voice just squeaked, drawing tremendous laughter. Larry began pumping me now, slowly, but deeply. I managed to scream again, but was muffled by a handful of shit from an unflushed toilet. Faster, he moved harder, thrusts slapping his body against my wet ass, feeling his sack flopping against me. As I tried to yell again, another clump replaced the one I swallowed, I was Toilet again. Larry finally spurted up inside of me, making my body tremble like I had to go myself. He cleaned and wiped his cock off on my face and hair, while lines formed behind me.
"I'll be back in three days, use him as you want. After that, I'm taking him to my
estate to work for me. I have just the job for him."
Larry left, and my ass became public property. And endless train of cocks plowed my ass, and every time my ass released, it was caught in a bowl and poured over my head. They kept score on a chalkboard behind the bar, by the end of my three days, I had been anally fucked 183 times. A wine bottle was shoved up my ass, and taped in. I was dragged to the mens room, and forced to clean the urinals, toilets, and floors with my tongue. By the time I had finished, Larry came back. Everybody applauded him, shook his hand, hi fived him. He was a hero. I was washed in the sink again, and he walked me to his car.
"I have 30 doberman guard dogs at my estate. They do a great job, but I have to clean
up after them every day. But, that's your new job. For three months, every day, you will
go out on the grounds, pick up all the dog shit, and put it in a bucket. Can you do that?"
"Um, well, yes...that doesn't sound too hard..."
"Good, sign here, agreeing to my terms for this position."
I signed.
"Great. Every morning, I will take your naked self out, put you on a leash, shove a mobile
AC current pulsating dildo up your ass, and you will crawl on your hands and knees
around my estate, picking up all the dog shit with your mouth, and putting it in a bucket.
A few rules about the bucket. When the bucket is FULL, all the remaining shit you find,
you will EAT! After you're finished, I will inspect your work. If you miss any, you will eat
what you missed, and an EQUAL portion of the bucketed shit. So, don't try to miss any to
avoid eating, because it will come back to you two fold."
I was in shock! I couldn't speak! I didn't even read before I signed! All I could ask was...
"After three months, I'm free?"
Larry laughed.
"After three months, I get rid of the bucket. After all, you are a...
COCK SUCKING PIECE OF SHIT HUMAN TOILET!!!