Picked Up a Hitcher 23
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I had a new life without my wife but with a new Master. Nothing normal about my new life, but it quickly began to feel normal. I was almost a 24/7 live-in slave. I slept and severed Master Ricky four or five nights per week. I was his maid, his cook, his urinal, his cum-dump, and most importantly, his boy. I was Master Ricky's good boy, and he allowed me to sleep in his bed most nights. I felt so safe, content, and just plain good when I lay close to him. Some nights he was unavailable. I slept at my own house and got anxious those nights. I had time to wonder if he was working his cop job. Was he a dirty cop or maybe a good undercover cop? How many sub-slaves did he own, buy, and sell? He used his power to turn that straight jock into a pussy. At first, he blackmailed, drugged, and painfully raped me (I was another man's slave, and could not consent). But since he has owned me, he has been very good to me, not gentle, FUCK NO not gentle, but kind. So I guess I'm devoted to him whether he is a clean cop or a dirty cop.
At work, I served and serviced Master Morgan just like Master Ricky. Mark was a different dynamic altogether. Master Ricky, made Mark ask permission every time before I was allowed to service him. Of course, I ended up doing whatever Mark wanted, but Ricky just wanted to emasculate Mark first. That just made Mark more pissed off and he took it out on me. He had always been verbal when he used me, but when he was pissed, he was mean. He had been a close friend, so he knew how to hurt me with his words while he hurt my insides with his big dick. Over the next couple of months, he used me less and less often. The last time he used me at work, he looked thinner. He had never been fat but had had a big muscular body, but he had lost muscle over the last few weeks. As I was sucking his cock, I could smell bourbon and weed. Not exactly appropriate at 10 AM at work. Despite everything, I felt bad for him and I was worried. He had been a good friend before he made me a slave. Maybe he had whisky dick or maybe he was distracted, but he took a long time to cum. I used every trick and all my considerable skills to get him off eventually. He did not cum a big load, but he made sure some of it was on my face, on my shirt, and in my hair.
Mark: "Get what you needed faggot? Fucking cum leach."
With that, he left my office and didn't bother to close the door. I scrambled to get off my knees and clean my face. There was no way to clean up good enough to get all of his cum smell off me. I think that said more than his words, I was a worthless cum rag to him now. I didn't see Mark again for weeks. Master Morgan sent me home early. The next day I found out Mark had been escorted off the property. He had failed a "random" drug test. He wasn't fired, not yet anyway. He was in rehab for two months to work on substance abuse issues. He should have been working on gambling issues too.
While Mark was locked up in rehab, Master Ricky pulled me further into his world. It started with small things. He let me go with him while he worked undercover. It was like role-playing. An easy natural role for me, I played his bitch. The first couple of times nothing much happened. The second time, we went to an affluent suburb and everyone looked safe. Everyone smoked some weed and packages changed hands. I assume, but I don't know that drugs and money were swapped. The man in charge looked like a TV dad, but he didn't act like one. He asked Master Ricky how much to fuck the fag.
Master Ricky: "Totally free this time. My treat. Pleasure doing business with you and the start of a profitable partnership."
The dad type took me to a bedroom. I knew why I was there and stripped fast. The guy was fucking fascinated by my chastity cage. Said he loved how Ricky had mechanically neutered me. He gagged me to get his cock wet with fag slobber and that was all the lube I got before he slammed his eight inches into me. I screamed. I couldn't help it. He wasn't huge, but he was almost dry and too fast. No one came to my rescue, but I took it, and he didn't last long. I moaned in real pleasure when his cum finally lubed my hole properly. The dude was satisfied.
"It is tight as fuck. Bring it along every time you come over. I'll want to use that hole again."
That was a typical encounter when I went with Master Ricky while he worked. Sometimes I was pimped out, and sometimes I was ignored. Either way, I got to be with Master Ricky more, and he was pleased with me, so win-win.
I knew something was different before my most extreme experience. Master Ricky took off my chastity cage which he rarely does.
Master Ricky: "Don't even think about touching your dicklet. Play with your true sex organs all you want to, work your tits and finger fuck your pussy, but your oversized clit is a toy only men can play with. You have been a very obedient good boy, so I'm trusting you with a dangerous job. I know you will do everything right today because you're a natural faggot slave and totally brainwashed. If you do fuck-up, the men we are meeting will fuck us both up, maybe permanently. Remember the pain when I forced you to impale yourself on the 13 Ridges of Hell hole stretcher? Remember how painfully I fucked your wrecked hole afterward and how I stuffed your cunt with golf balls? Remember the pain pushing out the rough balls from your swollen raw cunt lips? Remember the gang rape that followed? Remember the pain? That pain will be nothing compared to what these men will give you if they think you are a cop."
Now I was scared. I got more scared as we drove into the dangerous Hickory Hills section of Memphis. Normally I avoid that part of town at all costs. We parked at a rundown apartment complex with some boarded-up apartments. The apartment we went to was a shotgun-style one-bedroom. The place had one window and one door off the living room with the other rooms behind the living room, so a fire trap. What was going on here wasn't subtle. There were bags of pills and powder on the coffee table with glass pipes and small propane torches too. A tray of loose weed was the least worrying thing in sight, and the 9 mm Glocks and rifles were the most worrying. I'm naive, but even I knew Master Ricky brought me here to skate-n-fuck. The other men in the apartment seemed hyped like they had already smoked a lot of ice. The guy who seemed to be in charge was called Ja and was kind of short like me and thin. He was very dark-skinned with a shaved head and probably was handsome when he was younger. The other two men looked to be barely 18 and both were tall and pretty well-built with a modern braided black hairstyle. There was one other male in the room. A dog with the coloring and head of a rottweiler, but freakishly big like a massif. The animal looked like a monster and scared the shit out of me. I sat at Master Ricky's feet and everyone ignored me at first as they talked and smoked. I didn't pay attention to what they said. I was too scared to listen. I had never seen Master Ricky smoke or do hard drugs before, but he acted like he knew what he was doing. I had been high on coke and hallucinating when I was gang raped on the golf course, but I was a virgin to ice till Master Ricky exhaled his smoke into my sucking lungs. Even weekend second-hand smoke made me feel high, good, and instantly horny. This could get to be a habit and problem so easily.
Ja: "Here, I'll give you some too. Open wide."
Ja exhaled as I sucked in his clouds of smoke. He hocked a loogie of spit into my mouth and pushed me away. As the men talked and smoked, I crawled on my knees like a dog between the men to get any clouds they would blow in my face. I had no shame. I eagerly to followed Ja to the bedroom to get used. I needed cock in me and needed it badly.
The bedroom was dirtier than the living room. It was obvious from the dresses, curlers, and make-up that a woman shared this room with Ja. Clothes and junk covered everything except the bed and the big-screen TV. Ja started a gang-bang porno on the TV. A bleached blond white whore with big fake tits was taking enormous black cocks in every hole of her body. Ja's cock was not enormous but was a thin 7 uncut inches. I was eager to get fucked, and tied to peel back his foreskin and suck him hard, but he slapped the back of my head to stop me.
Ja: "NO, I'm sensitive. Gentle!"
I was afraid of what he would do if I made him cum too soon or hurt him, so I very gently held his foreskin-covered hard cock in my mouth for a few minutes while he watched the porn and occasionally smoked more. He fed me his precum and fingered my hole, and that made me squirm with pleasure
Ja: "Tight pussy. You like this dick? You want it in your pussy? Get on your side."
FUCK, it was all I could do to stay still and not ride his cock. It felt so good inside me. He barely moved inside me, just short slow strokes. All too soon, it ended.
Ja: "Suck me again. Love pulling out of bitch's ass and putting my dirty cock in her mouth. You like my dick? Like the taste of your ass? Clean my dick bitch."
He went from my ass to my mouth twice more over the next few minutes. I've never enjoyed a fuck less, More of a tease than a fuck. But Ja enjoyed himself and got off, and that is what counts. He held his cock in me balls deep when he unloaded his nut in me, I could feel his dick throbbing and jerking inside me. He came super hard and flooded my hole. He let me clean his cock and taste his cum, but slowly and extremely gently. He was satisfied, and I was hornier than ever but had sense enough to be afraid and very careful and obedient.
As Ja left the room, the two other men came in. Nothing gentle or slow about the way they fucked me. They did not even bother to completely undress but just pulled down their shorts. They were both hung, 9 inches plus. I was gagging on BBC while cum was getting churned in my stretched ass. Consciously or not, the men mimicked the men in the porno abusing the nympho white bitch.
"Watch the teeth. Fuck not telling you again. Knock your teeth out if you bite and I'll fuck your gums."
"Tighten up the pussy bitch. I said tighten that pussy."
I tried but I guess I wasn't fast or good enough, because he started slapping my ass hard.
"Tight pussy now, just have to beat the bitch."
Like Ja, these guys liked seeing me go ass-to-mouth on their cocks. They traded holes several times before cumming. Both of them finished in my pussy and fucked their loads into me deep. I was finishing mouth cleaning them when two more men came in. These guys were not nearly as young or well-built, but I needed to get the cum fucked out of me so bad, I eagerly took their hard rough fucks and loads. I worked my nipples and flexed my cunt muscles trying to cum hands-free, but I could not quite get there, and no one gave me a reach around. I hoped more men would come in and use me, but I was made to crawl back to the living room. It seemed Master Ricky and Ja had finished up their business while Ja's men and maybe some of Ja's neighbors were fucking the shit out of me.
Master Ricky: "Pleasure doing business."
Ja: "Not done yet, you said your bitch would service all my boys. One dick not service yet."
To my disbelief and shock, Ja was looking at his giant dog, King.
Ja: "King can smell a bitch in the neighborhood. Has to breed."
I looked at Master Ricky hoping for a reprieve, but he said:
"You heard the man, King has to breed, and you're the only bitch here. You know what to do, give him head then ass."
If the situation had been different, if I had not been afraid for my life, if I had not been so fucking high, if I had not been so fucking horny, I might have finally said no to a Master. What I did was crawl over to King and put my head between his legs and lick his already partially exposed pink slimy cock. I think King was smelling a dog in heat somewhere close. He was almost instantly completely hard and exposed. His cock shaft was thicker than Ja's and maybe 8" long not counting the knot. The knot was as thick as my fist.
Master Ricky: "Kneel here with your chest on the couch. Spread your cheeks and show him your pussy."
King smelled my ass and then licked my ass. I moaned and was instantly ashamed of myself. King was humping me as soon as he mounted me. His thick dog cock was just sliding in my cummy ass crack as fast as a sewing machine needle at first, humiliating but not painful. The pain hit when King's tip found my hole. He slammed in as far as he could go in one thrust. My cunt lips were too tight for his knot to get through on the first thrust, but he kept humping trying to get all the way in. He humped faster and harder than any of the others had.
Ja: "Open up for him. Let him. Take the fucking knot. Merant, help King get in the bitch."
One of Ja's men helped King get up farther and in a better position. I think he pushed King's knot too. One way or another the fist-size dog knot tore its way into my cunt. I screamed and tried to move, but over 150 pounds of dog weight kept me pinned till King was done. His knot moved back and forth just inside my cunt lips, That both hurt and made me want to cum at the same time. I was so stretched and full. I could feel my cock jumping. I rubbed my nipples against the rough couch cushion. Damn, I needed to cum, but not when I was locked up with a dog dick in me. King came in me before I went over the edge and nutted, He stopped thrusting as he bred me. I could feel the pulses of his big load injected deep inside me. I stayed very still as King waited for his knot to shrink down enough to pull out. Even his partly deflated knot, hurt when he pulled out, and cum ran out of my gaping hole. Relief poured over me because I thought it was over, but it wasn't.
Ja: "Like I told you, Love pulling out of bitch's ass and putting my dirty cock in her mouth, King does too."
Dog cum must be the most bitter gamey stuff on earth because that was all I could taste when I sucked his still-hard cock. His cum was that strong even watered down with 5 loads of sweet human cum. King was a giant, but affectionate, he licked my face while I licked and sucked my ass juices and churned-up cum off his pink and red dog dick.
I exhaled loudly with visible relief when we finally back in the car driving away.
Master Ricky: "Boy, you did extremely well. I'm proud of you. You bought me credibility with your fuck holes. I didn't know about the dog breeding beforehand, but it worked out perfectly. No cop would stand by and let his partner, get gang banged by several feet of big black cocks much less by a mutant rottweiler. You continue to surprise me. I knew you were a kinky slut, but I had no idea you were sick enough to get off on servicing dog dick. You more than liked it, you loved it. I saw your throbbing cock and the look on your face when King's knot was hung in you. Ja will have no doubts about you. No cop is low enough to get off on literally being a bitch for a dog. Later, I may give you a big reward and take you to Oak Lawn for the horse races. Get you a pony ride, but for now, I'm taking you home and fucking your ass till you cum. I've never used dog cum as lube before
Author's note:
I love to hear from men who read my stories. I live in Memphis. I would especially love to hear from readers in the greater Memphis area. Thanks to all the readers who have given me story ideas. The ideas made Chris's story much more exciting.