Aftermath:
A week has past since Charlie had declared me to be "His Bitch".......luckily I haven't heard from Charlie or his twisted 'str8' buddy, Mark. I have also managed to pretty much avoid my lover. He spent most if his time at work and when he happened to be home when I was, i spent most of my time either in the yard or 'running errands'. My mind has beeen racing...............how did I let myself get taken like that....I was the experienced one...I was a 'top'.....I knew how to take care of myself.............how had my best friend (now matter how much I fanatisized or lusted after) been able to take over my mind and soul....how did I become Charlie and Mark's 'fagbitch' that night........ Well, it wasn't gonna happen again....I was scared the first few days, not knowing if either if them was gonna come by, say something, or whatever.................but, it's been a week now and I've resolved that what happened would be a one time thing and that I could just start giving excuses to my David (my lover) for why I didn't feel like or was too busy to deal with Charlie and Sean (his lover). So here it is, Saturday, a week after "that night".....I'm in the backyard, washing the dogs. I hear David's car pull up, but ignore it...as has been the case for a couple years now. David comes bounding into the back and grabs me while I'm squatted down rinsing one of the dogs off....."Ohhh..Thank You, Thank You" David says as he's inundating me with kisses "What?.........what?", I say. "Sean called me on my cell.....he told me what you and Charlie decided to do for us!!!", David enthuses. My mind begins to race...what the fuck?...Charlie couldn't have said nuthin'....why's David so happy. I try to keep my cool, "Oh?...what do you know?", i ask calmly. "oh, c'mon, Sean told me all about how you and Charlie had talked, and between the money you've been squirrelling away the last few months for 'emergencies' [which i had a couple thousand dollars of] and the bonus Charlie got from his job [he got a huge bonus from his job], you guys decided that Sean and I needed pampering and time away." What??fuck!!!What the fuck??................"Oh, that", I say....not wanting to look stunned and not wanting to make David suspicious.
Another car pulls up...."Good, they're here", David exclaims,,,,as I see Sean and Charlie rounding the backyard. "C'mon Sean, help me pack", David squeals as he grabs Sean and they both fly into the house.
Charlie saunters over to me, still squatted down, but the dog long gone and playing. I look up and say "What the fuck was that all about? "Simple, bitch....I arranged David some time off from his job, Sean, too.........and booked a trip, flight, hotel and all, for them to go florida for a week or two, whatever they want...............how you say?.......well, I got that bonus I told you about the other week,,,,,,,,,and,,,,,,,,Dude,,,it was too damn easy to get your bank numbers, considering how much you'va been on my computer and blabbin your mouth when you think I ain't paying attention...........yep, you got it, they're leaving and it just so happens that my house is being remodeled and I have no where to stay for a week or two.......................funny coincidence, aint it?" Charlie says evilly with an equally evil smirk...."They leave tonight"
Lovers' gone:
Charlie have been sitting aroung a couple hours....smoked a few joints, had several shots and beer..........nothing mentioned about last weekend....we're just sitting around....like 'old' times....going thru some internet music. Charlie says "dude, check out this site that's online now" and proceeds to give me an address. We're stoned, I'm comfortable, believing niether one of us will acknowledge the week before...........I type in the site
My eyes fly wide, my arms drop, i feel like I'm gonna pass out or wake up...........the screne is full of a pic of me....my mouth open.....two didkcs are above me.............my mouth open....drinking...relishing...their piss. click,click........my arms are each handcuffed to the back legs of the chair i'm in. Charlie reaches in front of me, "here, let me show you the WHOLE site, fag"....he scorlls down the page.....pic of me sucking cahrlie's cock,,,,shot of me sucking Mark....shot of me taking them each in my mouth and ass.............etc, etc, etc "Dude, i'm making a SHITLOAD of cash off of you.....it's a private pay site right now, and I'm monitoring it right now......so no one we 'know' has seen it.............yet.........but I can make it a Public free site at ANY time...and Mark knows how to alter pix....it'd be nothin' to put an underage kid in there in our place"
Every possible scenario raced thru my mind......what if my 'friends' see?......what if my family hears about or stumbles on this?......what if the 'authorities' hear and/or seed these pix with a fake juvenile?...............I know Mark knows his way around a compueter....super-imposing others would be nothing to him.
Charlie can see the realization and fear in my face........I'm too stunned, thrown, and stoned to react.
"Look at the screen, Bitch!" Charlie gruffly whispers in my ear as he grabs me by my hair to face back at the computer screen.
a huge pic of me...mouth open, tongue out, lustful look in my eyes, 2 dicks over my face, 1 is pissing in my apparent willing mouth:
FEEL LIKE USIN' A FAG????.........PARTY THIS SATURDAY [date for today]
interested?....apply, with selfpic,interests, and desires as to what you need from, or needs to do to, this fag at :[Charlie's 'private email address']
"Dude, posted this right after your faggot ass left last week................got a couple hundred responses.....don't worry....me and Mark narrowed it down to about 8 guys that are on their way here now...........wide variety, cunt.......there's a 'cover' charge too.....amazing what some guys will pay to be able to take and control their own fag" Charlie tells me, straddled in front of me.
The knife....THAT knife I so vividly remember waving in my face a week earlier when I was being 'used' by Charlie and Mark....appears before my eyes. "Don't need this now, do I, cunt?" Charlie growls as he throws it to the corner. The doorbell rings........"Must be your loverbiy, Mark", Charlie taunts.. "We gotta set up for the party!!"
The next hour or two, I spend gagged by Charlies 4 day old jockies, when not drinking piss from these Men who've become my owners,,,,getting ass douched (4, 5, lost count how much, ,,,,in and out of the tub/shower....depending on how much i was fed cum and/or piss from my captors, one hole or the other.............
Eventually, I am left....on the fllor of the bathroom....my arms secured behind me aroung the toilet base...............my legs tied to a rod, spredaing my legs apart about 2 1/2-3 feet apart at the ankles. I am all but passed out, my mind racing, the drugs and alcohol long since kicking in....trying to blank out....not believing what's happening.............
The doorbell rings....I hear a whole bunch of different voices down the hallway at the front door.....................
(what next?......hit me with your thoughts)