Ranchs Bitch

Ranch's Bitch

By Brian Porter birdflies@outlook.com

M/m/M+, rural, college, cock sucking, ass fucking, masturbation, cum eating, reluctance, non-reciprocation, mild domination.

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Part 22

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I was on my knees and Ted's cock was right in front of me, big, hard, and coated with my saliva. I couldn't believe that that fucking pole had just invaded my throat, deep inside of me. I even imagined that if his dick had other five inches, it would have probably reached my stomach. It would burn right? I mean, stomach acid can easily melt skin. That's what I learned in high school.

`What the hell am I thinking?'

My mind was still disturbed by what I've been through and despite my fertile imagination, my focus was still on my mate's big dick. `That's a nice cock' I thought, subtly refocusing my mind from the acid in my stomach, to the pole that almost reached it. It's obvious that I didn't want to think about his dick, but I couldn't help it. It would be much easier to think about biology. But... What a fucking nice dick Ted had between his strong muscled legs. Not only the legs, but I looked at his abs, you know, the whole package was just perfection. For a second, I remembered I had a dick of my own and it was inside the small pouch of a jockstrap. Think about it, a small pouch was enough to completely hide it, which would be impossible if Ted was the one wearing it. Well, why would he try to hide something so beautiful...

"You can keep looking at it, if you want" Ted said firmly. I looked up at his face and tried to defend myself, but he didn't let me "don't say anything. Just keep looking at my cock, will ya?"

Well, my hard cock inside my straps told me I should just do as he said. Another part of me (maybe a small portion of my brain that wasn't being contaminated by my sexual drive), said that I was been driven by the Viagras Ted made me swallow. I could definitely blame the Viagra. I could do whatever he asked me, I could feel pleasure and love his dick, but in the end, I could be a man again and say that everything happened because of those pills.

I looked down into his cock and my heart started to beat faster, pumping blood into my muscles, into my stomach that was now digesting his cum, into my cock that begged for attention I couldn't give. Only if I could cum, I'd probably be back to normal. I remembered I had come earlier that day, with Mark's cock stimulating my prostate while he fucked me. That was such an intense experience, my orgasm was so powerful... Maybe I should be fucked again'. No, I can't' my brain yelled, waking me from my reverie. I just couldn't let that happen. I had to stop Ted, and get away from there.

"What are you thinking now?" he asked me. He probably noticed that my expression changed from deep desire to unsettling doubt. His question was clever, since he wanted to get inside of my mind. But at the same time it was also redundant, because he should know what was happening with me.

"We can't do this..."

"I didn't ask if we can do this or that, bitch. I'm the one who decides everything here, got it?" he cut me in a very unfriendly way. "I asked what the fuck you are thinking. And don't try to lie"

Ted grabbed his cock with his right hand and squeezed it gently. The saliva that covered it was gradually drying, leaving only the head wet from precum that was still oozing from the tip. I looked back at his face, aware that I'd have to let him know of my decision. I knew Ted was horny and that he wanted to fuck me, but if I denied, would he rape me? I doubted it. I swallowed my fear and spoke.

"Ted, I'm thinking this is wrong. I don't like cock, I can't like it. You know that, right? You know I have the biggest collection of porn in the college. I'm pretty sure everyone knows that. I jerk off for chicks, I like chicks". Ted kept touching his dick, as a man caresses the head of his dog. His dick, in fact, looked alive and ready to bite. Both of them, Ted and his hungry cock, were now looking at me, trying to get deeper inside my brain. It's weird to say that, but I could really imagine his dick with hungry piercing eyes, penetrating me in every way possible. I expected him to interrupted me, call me a bitch and then say something that would make me regret my words, but he didn't say anything. He was probably waiting for me to go on, and so I did. "Listen, Ted. Everything that has happened so far, well... I admit it was fun, ok? But we both know it can go on. Why don't we put it behind us and go back to normal? We can have some beers and I'll try to make us something to eat. What you say about it?"

And Ted remained quiet. His dick remained hard and threatening. I didn't know what he was waiting for. Was he considering to change his mind and do as I said? I thought I should get up, but I changed my mind. It'd be better to wait him speak, then I'd be sure I wasn't upsetting him. However, the silence was disturbing, maybe worse than listening to him calling me `bitch'. So, I talked again. This time, I tried to say some good flattering words. "I mean, why do you need to fuck ME, right? Look at you" and my eyes travelled around his astonishing body. "You got such a nice body. Look at your chest, dude, they are so strong and big. Seriously. Not to mention your arms" my eyes would follow my words, moving from one muscle to the other as I talked about them. I could spend days talking about his perfect body, but I tried to make myself short. However, I still think I wasn't being short enough.

I described even his hands and feet. "Look at your thighs. Gosh, you know some guys work out only their upper bodies and then they look like freaking chickens. You certainly saw that before. But not you, everything is so proportional. Everything is so strong and big. Like your di..." should I go on? Well, he was waiting, so I continue. "Your dick is so big. I've seen many dicks in my life... I mean, in porn, you know. And rarely, very rarely I've seen a dick that looks so nice and perfect like yours. It's just perfection. It's big, like the rest of your body, not too veiny but still has some veins that make it look a bit angry, if you know what I mean. Maybe that's a charm, I don't know. The head is pink, but sometimes it is purple-ish, which is so fucking hot. I think it shows how your cock is alive and ready for action. And, what about the taste? Uhh, you can call it a lollipop and you wouldn't be lying" I laughed quietly, visibly from my nervousness. I was sweating, and so was he. His whole body was glistening as the sun touched his left arm and leg. He was still quiet, so I dragged myself into more degradation since I couldn't stand that stupid silence. "It really tastes good, but even better is your cum. I'm not lying, but it's a nectar. You could put in bottles and sell as a treat. Very expensive one, I should say"

I still don't know what I was trying to say with all of that. Silence would be a thousand times better than talking about another guy's dick in such an intimate and revealing way. Ted should be thinking I was such a bitch whore as I revealed my thoughts so clearly. Thoughts that I myself have never put in words before. I was aware I was going too far, so I stopped and changed my argument. I should be more specific.

"Ted, I'm sure that I'm hot and horny, and that everything was a bit fun... as I said, I admit it was a bit fun... Just because we're taking those Viagra. It's obvious it wouldn't be like this if I hadn't taken those pills" and I laughed again, as if I could calm him down, although he didn't look nervous. "I mean, how could I like to eat cum? Plus, I don't think I'd be able to cum just because I had a dick in my ass, right? I don't think that's possible"

Finally, Ted seemed to change his attitude. He was still quiet, but he let go of his still hard cock and moved away towards a tiny wood bedside table. He opened a small drawer and removed a quite big flask that contained other many blue pills, like the Viagra we both swallowed at the tent. "Are you talking about this?" he said, breaking his silence.

Ted slowly opened the flask and took maybe dozens of pills on his open hand. Then I was shocked when he took his hand to his mouth and started chewing the drugs. That would be definitely an overdoses, he was out of his mind. Once again, I wanted to say something, but Ted put his index finger near his shut mouth, signing that I should keep silent. I think it was one minute of chewing, then he swallowed everything. "Usually I don't eat candies, but these ones are my favourite"

It took me a few seconds to understand what was going on there. Then with a click, my brain linked one thing to another and I realised that he was telling me that I haven't swallowed any Viagra at all. `It can't be true' I felt so demoralized. If I haven't taken Viagra, so it meant that everything I've done, everything that happened so far, came spontaneously from myself. I did cum because I was hot for Mark's cock inside of me. I did enjoy sucking Brian's dick. I was in fact addicted to the taste of cum. I really considered Ted a perfect god who had the most delicious dick in the world. Ted could see the confusion in my eyes, so now he looked less thoughtful and more talkative. He had finally made his point clear, and I was utterly defeated. On my knees, I simply accepted my fate: I was a bitch.

"You are a bitch, Andy. Accept that" I still haven't said anything, but I did accept that. "And you've been always a bitch, I always knew you were one. D'you think I'd do what I did to you if I thought you weren't one? I always knew you craved cocks. D'you really think you jerked off for the chicks on those videos and magazines you have? Bitch, you jerked off that ridiculous thing you have between your legs for the men you saw, for their dicks, and not for pussies, d'you understand that? Just think about it. I'm sure that if I show you the cocks of the actors in the porn you have, you'd be able to tell who is the owner of the dick. D'you think I'm wrong? I'm sure you wouldn't be able to do the same if I showed you the pussies. Am I wrong?"

He wasn't wrong. Actually, once I even thought about it, but I told myself that that should be normal, since dicks are way easier to recognize than pussies. But, probably, that wasn't the case for real straight guys.

"Bitch, you were born to take cocks and make real men happy. You can't satisfy chicks, that's not your purpose in life. The sooner you get that, the sooner you'll be true to yourself and happy. You can only be happy by making real men happy. Your sexual organ ain't your dick, but your asshole. It must be hard to process that, but trust me, you have to"

Ted planted the seeds of doubt in my brain and large trees of certainty and self-realisation were germinating inside of me. I looked at his cock once again, and despite my uneasiness, despite all the weird and controversial feelings I had at that moment, I still thought it was a magnificent piece of meat.

"Fuck me" I stated. I didn't have any doubt in my voice. It came out unexpectedly, but firmly.

"What you just said, bitch?" he asked a bit surprised. I've surprised Ted, and that made me proud of myself. I think Ted had planned everything even to the small details, but he hadn't planned that I'd say that so soon.

"I ain't your bitch till you turn me into one, right? You haven't fucked me yet, so don't call me bitch till you fuck me" I don't know where my boldness was coming from, but I decided to act like that. I couldn't win that fight if I kept saying I wasn't a bitch. He had said already that he'd fuck me anyway, so what could I do? I wasn't willing to run away from the ranch naked. I didn't even know where I was to begin with. These guys had changed me indeed. I still didn't know how much I've been changed, but I was willing to.

"Wow, am I witnessing the birth of a power bottom? That's rare. Usually, this is the time you should say, please, I'm not like that'. Then you should say please, don't fuck me. I'll do anything you want'" he pitched his voice when he pretended to be me.

"If you thought so, then you're wrong, right?" I stood up and turned my back to him. "I won't be a whining bitch, of that you can be sure. If you wanna fuck my hole then come and fuck it, damn it" I slapped my ass. I didn't know what a power bottom was, but I was willing to be a strong guy who wouldn't be weak just because I was being fucked. If that was what power bottom' meant, then I'd be one gladly. At least, till we got out from the ranch. All of this reminded me from a friend who once made a stupid joke about being raped. I couldn't remember the joke properly, but I knew that in the end, he said something like: if being raped is unavoidable, just relax and enjoy it'. I know this is stupid, but that's how I felt. Even more than that, if I knew I'd be fucked anyway, then I wanted to be the one in control.

"Good to know" Ted said. He didn't call me bitch, and I felt proud of myself again. Ted moved away from the bed that stood next to the window and showed me trees that slowly shook with the wind and let the sun inside the room. He moved slowly and the timber floor cracked to every step he gave. I was tired of staring at him from over my shoulder, so I turned myself back to his direction. My dick was still hard as a rock, despite everything that was going on and, this time, I wasn't wondering why I was so horny. I was sure I was horny because I knew Ted was about to fuck me. I wasn't lying to myself, there were no excuses anymore.

"Ok, then. I'm gonna teach you how to be a real power bottom" Ted stated as if he was an extraordinary connoisseur of gay actions. I started wondering if he, just like Brian, had been with other guys before. Would a guy who never tried anything with other guys know what `power bottom' meant. Well, for the record, I knew less than him about these things. "But, bitch" he moved closer to me, the head of his dick now touching my navel "don't you dare to tell me how to call you again. I do respect your decision to be a PB, but not with me. And I'll show you why. But first, I need to make clear some stuff to you so you can't say I didn't warn you"

Ok, perhaps I wasn't supposed to pretend I was superior to him, but I still felt like I was in another level, in a much better position than I was before. "First", he continued "if you really want to play this game, you must know that power bottoms never say no. They never complain, never whine. Actually, they want always more and more. They are insatiable bitches who feel no pain, or if they do, they don't show it. They don't crave one dick, they crave all dicks in the world. And for them, big is never big enough. You ok with that? Coz if you're not, you can start begging me not to fuck you and we move from there"

"I'm ok with that" I responded. I admit I wasn't sure whether I was doing the right thing, but my pride wouldn't let me step back. If I wanted to win this game, as he said, I'd have to play the right cards, even if it meant I'd ask for things I'd never consider asking. I wanted to surprise Ted and silent him. And I thought my asshole around his cock would shut up his mouth.

"So, here's another thing I want you to agree with. If you do, I'll believe you really wanna go on with this". He said that, and I expected the worse. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to keep going with this story, but now it was too late. I couldn't step back coz if I did, I'd say he was right. I didn't want to suffer, but my pride was much bigger than my fear. "As I said, a power bottom wants bigger stuff inside their asses and mouths. They deepthroat like pros, and can easily take six dicks at the same time. One in each hand, two in the mouth and two right there in the ass." Hearing that was shocking. How could someone be anal fucked by two dicks at the same time? I've seen double penetration when chicks were fucked in the ass and pussy simultaneously, but I didn't know gay guys have their own DP options. I tried my best not to show my surprise, and I think it worked. "Whatever we do, you'll always want more. Get it? If you give up or start whining, I won't be patient with you. So be sure you really want to continue. K? After this little chat here, I won't stop. If you complain, I won't listen. I'll cuff you and fuck your asshole as rough as I can. You still in?" he asked, his face so close to mine I could feel his warm breath touching my cheeks.

I was still in the position I could deny anything. I knew that I was a bitch, I didn't want to accept it, but I was. However, I still didn't know how to deal with this information yet. I was too naïve and pathetically proud of god knows what. Young people can be really stupid. That's why I agreed with him.

"Ok then. There's no way back for you now, so you better get used to your new life. Ok?" Ted asked again, trying to open my eyes to what I've just done. And I agreed once again, unafraid of his threats. However, my uncertainty grew much bigger as soon as he started speaking again.

"As for the rules, here's another one for you. Power bottoms don't need instructions. So, listen carefully. From now on, you must strive to be on command and not to be ordered. What I mean is that I won't need to say how I want to fuck you, coz you're in charge of that. You know how you want to be fucked and you'll drive the guy to be in the position you want. Power bottoms like to ride dicks, coz it gives them more control, you know?" he continued his explanation. "But let's say you're in a car with a man by your side, and you want to have a cock deep in your throat straightaway. You don't ask for permission. You unzip his paints, and if he protests then you order him to shut up. Then you fuck your throat with his cock. As you're a smart whore, you gonna have a lot of male friends full of testosterone around you 24/7. You need to start practicing sports and enrol yourself in all clubs possible, as much as you can. So everywhere you go, you gonna take one or more of these guys with you. You won't give a shit if they like to fuck other guys or not, coz what matters here is what YOU want and what YOU want is their dicks fucking one or both your sides. So assuming you go to the movies with one of them, and wanna get fucked right there. Note that you'll want to be fucked and suck cock absolutely everywhere. You'd suck your brother's dick under the table while your family is having super. But anyway, back to the cinema, if the guy is reluctant, you'll threat the dude. You can say that if he complains you'll yell and the both of you will be spotted. You won't give him an option. You can also blackmail him somehow, I don't know, that's up to you. And while he's thinking about the situation, you gonna take off your pants, get his dick out of his pants, and fuck yourself on his pole. Are you understanding your new role in life from now on?"

Of course I understood what he said, I just couldn't see myself doing all of those things. I wasn't like that. Plus, I still thought that as soon as we returned to civilization, I'd just move on with my life as normal as it has always been. I didn't want to be fucked in a cinema, although that idea did make my cock throb. In fact, it was hard to say if I really wouldn't do that. I couldn't say I knew myself after all. I started to think that maybe I'd be able to do many things I've never considered until that day.

"We also need to get you bigger. It's easier to be a power bottom when you're strong, so you can impose yourself. You can force smaller guys to fuck you, right? You'll gonna get more dicks if you have more muscles" I was ok with this last part, but I think that I wasn't looking so motivated anymore. Ted noticed how my hesitation gradually changed my facial expression.

"Don't worry that much. There are good things in the package for you as well. First of all, think about your sex life. From a pathetic virgin, you'll graduate to a complete cum whore who's goona be fucked everyday, maybe for the rest of your life". That sounded threatening as he spoke it, but I was still horny and my cock was still hard and throbbing. "Second, I'm not expecting you to do all of that now, as I said you gonna need some training. You had only one cock fucking you so far, and that's not even big enough. When I'm done with you, you'll think you could be fucked by a horse" Once again, I felt threatened, but I was still hot for him. And based on everything I've said and accepted so far, I guessed I should start behaving like a PB, as he called it.

"I'm ok with that. But before anything, why don't you let me show what I've learned with you?" I offered, holding his dick with my hand, and going back to my knees. As soon as I had his cock on my eye level, I put it in my mouth. My jaw was opened to its max extension, and ahead of me, there was at least 9 inches of dick that seemed like miles. I had to put all of that inside of my throat, although I knew I was still too unexperienced for that. My discourse changed, but my inability to deepthroat certainly persisted.

I moved my head slower and then faster, trying to breathe correctly and don't panic, but it's never as easy to do as to say. I was hopping that after the first sucking section, I'd be able to take it deep inside of me easily, but actually, I thought I was starting from zero. I chocked when it reached the back of my head and tears started to wash my face.

"I can see the passion for dick in your eyes and that's good" Ted said. "That's your true self, and you need to show it to every man you meet from now on. Every guy should be able to see in your eyes, that you want to have their cocks in your throat and ass"

As Ted spoke, I was trying to swallow his cock again, but I rather gagged as I've done other many times before. While he spoke, I couldn't help but imagine that although he said I'd be a whore for the rest of my life, I wouldn't. Of course not. What could he do when he wasn't watching me? I could do whatever I wanted. I could like to be fucked and swallow cum, but I definitely still liked chicks. Well, at least, that's what I thought. I could be getting aroused by those guys using me for their sexual release, but nothing indicated it would be different if I had a woman with me. I considered looking for a whore as soon as possible. I started to think about how to find a whore, when Ted interrupted my imagination.

"However," he slapped me in the face, not too strong to hurt me, just enough to get me looking at his face again. Then, he continued, "I see that you still can't focus properly on my cock. You're certainly thinking about something else when you're there trying to suck me. A PB thinks about nothing else when he's dealing with a dick. Try to focus on the beautiful thing you have in your mouth and deepthroating will get easier"

I had to go on with this PB thing, otherwise I wouldn't be only showing myself vulnerable, but I'd be also asking Ted to tie me and fuck me senseless like he's never fucked anyone before. I was sure I liked dicks by this time, but I was still reluctant to that fact. I started to think that all I've done after the fake Viagra revelation had been a huge mistake. I shouldn't have offered myself to him, but instead, I should've said I'd like to think about what was happening. I could've said anything. As I didn't, as I preferred to provoke him, now I had to finish what I started. So, I took a look at his cock again, then to his abs, chest, his thighs, and there I was thinking about how gorgeous that man was. Yes, his body had that effect over me. I even thought that his gorgeous cock was in this world only to be inside me. I had to please that man. As soon as I focused on my duty, I knew I wanted to swallow that cock up to the base. I took a deep breath, moved my head a little bit farther from him and then I got closer to his balls, slowly but with no hesitation. It was magic when I felt his pubes touching my nose, I felt like a champion – a cocksucking champion.

"Ok, you getting there. But you still scrap my dick sometimes with those teeth of yours and that's really annoying. You need to practice more on that. And there's still another problem. You may have succeeded in swallowing my cock a couple times, but one thing is to get a dick deep in your throat, another thing is to do that repeatedly as if your mouth was a cunt. That won't be easy" I withdraw and tried to swallow his dick again, but instead, I gagged badly. "I told ya. Your body is not ready to get big stuff inside your throat. You gag coz your system wants to protect you from my cock. We need to teach your body that cocks ain't a threat, right? Once it gets used to be invaded, it'll become very natural to you" Ted explained, sounding a bit concerned about me. "For now, I want you to come with me to our private room"

I didn't know exactly what his private room was, but when I saw him moving to that mysterious door I've crossed a few hours earlier, I realized what he meant. That was a strange place, dark, much cleaner than the rest of the cabin, as if it was the only place anyone has ever attempted to clean. Even the smell was different, it smelt like rubber, like those products that clean leather, which wasn't too bad actually. In fact, the smell of rubber was much better than the smell of mould in the room. I stood up and followed him, until the sunlight was not touching my skin anymore. He opened the door and I got inside just before he closed it. Ted turned on the light, which was nothing but a small spotlight in the ceiling, which couldn't illuminate much. I saw those dildos again, all lined up on a shelf. On the other side, there was some leather stuff hanging on the wall and at the back, I saw for the first time, a staircase that lead downwards (probably to the basement).

I moved closer to the dildos, and focused on the first one since they were lined according to their sizes, from the biggest to the smallest. The one I stared should have fifteen plus inches and had the girth of an arm.

"Why would someone make a dildo as big as this one? Who could use this shit?" I asked, giggling to myself, still believing that Ted would laugh with me.

"It's been used" he responded. I suddenly became silent, trying to imagine how it has been used. "And you even can see the name of the bitch who had it inside his ass, just below the name of the man who made him fuck himself with that"

In fact, I've noticed those names before. The first name was Karl and just below it, in a smaller size, I read `Patty'. I haven't heard these names before, but Patty is a feminine name, isn't it? Anyway, this doubt was nothing if compared to my other questions. On the top of my list, I wanted to know what was the purpose of that room and why they had those dildos exposed like important pieces of a museum collection. I was ready to look at the next dildos, when I heard Ted opening a wooden box near the staircase. When I focused my eyes on him, I saw straps hanging from the ceiling, I realized that the box was actually a strange chair that had a compartment hidden under the seat and I also noticed that he had a camera in his hand.

"I need you to stand against that wall and look at me" he ordered.

"Why?" I knew already it wasn't a good idea to ask him questions, but I didn't want him to photograph me.

"Just do as I say, will ya?" he barked. "I'll take some pics of you"

"Why do you need these pics for?" I asked again, challenging my luck.

"Don't worry coz I'm not showing them to anyone. This is only for my records, k? I like to keep a record of the bitches I've fucked. Now move, bitch"

I had to trust him. I moved to the wall and pressed my back against it. Ted switched on another light that was positioned right on my top. From that position, I couldn't see him very well anymore, so I knew he was done with his camera when I heard the clicks of the machine. One, two, three, many more clicks until he stopped. "Now turn around" and so I did.

After more clicks, he asked me to bend over and spread my butt cheeks. Hell, they've all seen my hole already, so I saw no problem. He was very next to me when he took his last pictures. He stood up, went back to the box and returned to where I was.

"Stand up and don't move" as I raised my body, his hands involved me in an embrace, when I realized he had a measuring tape around me. He was measuring my butt, then he proceeded to other muscles, until he asked me to stand on a scale to weight myself. "Don't worry, coz this is still for my records. Now we can start the fun part of this test" he stated with his dick still hard and pointing at me. I wanted to look as if I was ok with all of that, as if I've been through worse before, but I wasn't succeeding. Before I could ask what he meant by that, he explained.

"I want to check your asshole elasticity now. I know you've been fucked by Mark before, so we can skip the smaller ones." As I wondered what he wanted to say, I saw him handling a couple of dildos. "Usually, I'd still go slower with you, but I know that you're a brave bitch who wouldn't mind about moving faster into the bigger ones, am I right?"

I gulped by the sound of that. What if he tried to make me sit on something as big as that one Karl used in Patty? "You know, some guys come here after a while, when they've been fucked by dozens of men, so they go straight to bigger ones, but I'll get you a dildo that is more or less the size of Mark's cock. Then we have another slightly bigger dildo just before we get to the one that is my own cock's size. Once you sit on that one, I'll fuck you till I cum. As about you, you'll move to a bigger dildo after being fucked by me and will only stop fucking yourself when your cock softens. If it doesn't happen, we can keep moving on to bigger ones till it happens. I guarantee you that sooner or later it's gonna happen. The easiest way for it to happen is when the bitch cum. This is an important part of the training coz you need to put in your head that this is the only way you're gonna cum from now on"

I looked at my cock, still hard and ready for action. But what action was it ready for? It wasn't going inside anything, it wasn't even supposed to be touched. The power bottom I thought I had inside of me was fading away, but I couldn't let it happen.

"It's ok with me" I lied as a murderer lies when he's caught by the police with a knife covered with blood in his hand. "We could even skip to your cock straightaway"

"Not gonna happen. And you gonna know why as soon as you sit here" he said, closing the wooden box that now had a dildo stuck to it, pointing upwards. As I approached the box, I saw it wasn't actually a box. It was some sort of chair that had one seat (like a toilet seat) on the top, and an electronic device between the chair and the seat. "This is my brother's invention. It's quite simple. You sit on the dildo, and the seat will move up and down. You can hold these straps to maintain your balance" he showed me the leather straps hanging from the ceiling. "You can take your time to sit down on the dildo, I'll try to wait till you have the whole fucking pole inside your ass. Once you do, then I control the machine. It will go up and down faster or slower, depending on what I want. Any question? Maybe not, right? I'd say you can't wait to give it a try"

I took another look at the dildo that was there waiting for me. It should be exactly like Mark's cock. When I looked at it, I started wondering how I managed to have something that big inside of me. "You bitches are very elastic, that's natural. You gonna see how your genes made you prepared for this kind of thing once we're done here and then move to other tests"

"Hold on. There'll have other tests?" I asked a bit shocked.

"Course" he replied very naturally. "Tests and exercises. You gonna have to be very dedicated to pass on my tests, bitch. I want to train your mouth to be wide open for hours, your throat to take big and long dicks, your both hands to stroke dicks at the same time with perfect ability and synchronism, your mouth and ass to receive two or even more dicks at the same time... What else? Your resistance to long sessions of gang bang... I even want to train you to have orgasms without sperm. It's possible, but it may take a while. Well, you're a power bottom, right? So that should be exciting to you, right? Anyway, for now let's move slowly here. First things first. Turn around and let me prepare your ass for the ride"

I was still processing everything he said to me, when I felt his arms touch my waist and turn me around. He pushed my back and I bended me forward a little bit, when he asked me to open my butt cheeks again. I was on my automatic pilot by now, so I didn't even think about what I was doing when I opened my ass for him. I felt slimy, greasy fingers touching my hole, when one of those fingers penetrated me. "I know you've been fucked once before, but you're still too tight. That's not completely bad, since you need to be tight to be a good fuck, but you can't be too tight or you won't be able to enjoy your rides. But we can work on that. I'll even find someone to teach you how to keep your hole tight after receiving hundreds of cocks"

I thought that `hundreds of cocks' was definitely an euphemism so I didn't care about it. By the time he stopped speaking, I should have half a tube of lube inside of me. I looked behind and saw the dildo also very lubricated. "I'm making things easier for you now, but in the future, you'll have to sit here using only your saliva. But when it happens, you'll be more than happy to try that. Now you can sit down and make yourself comfortable"

My legs were shaking, but I wouldn't show my weakness. "As you wish" I said. Ted was probably laughing inside, as he should know what my reaction would be when I impaled myself with that dildo. On my right side, I saw six or seven dildos, bigger than the one I was sitting on, lined up and already greased. That would be a long journey.

When I felt the tip of the dong touching my hole, I shivered. That was weird to have a piece of cold rubber touching you in such an intimate part of the body. I had to get used to that very fast, coz the purpose was not to have it touching my hole, but to have it completely inside of me. So I moved to find a better position, I put my both feet on the box, stretched my arms up to hold the straps with my both hands and squatted down. The first part is definitely the hardest one, it's not easy to have a dick head penetrating an almost virgin ass. Every time I'd try to lower myself towards the dildo, I'd move up again. All the arrogance I tried to show was long gone, and I could only pretend I was warming up.

"I told you it wouldn't be that easy, bitch. Now try harder coz I'm getting impatient" Ted announced. Suddenly, I felt his right hand on my shoulder, pressing me down. I panicked and froze.

"Hey, wait. You said, you'd wait for me to go down by myself" I tried to remind him, but to no avail.

"Yeah. I'm just being a good bud and helping you"

Ted was still forcing me down, while my hands held the straps and I pulled myself up. However, Ted, with his other hand, was holding some sort of a remote control and, as I least expected, the straps fell from the ceiling over me. My feet slid to the floor and my ass was finally firmly squeezed against the seat, with the whole dong inside of me. I yelled as loud as I could. I tried to get up, but Ted's hand on my shoulder didn't let me move.

"Ain't you a power bottom? Didn't you ask me to fuck you? Well, you shouldn't complain, bitch" he said. "I hope you've learned you lesson. Never try to be smarter than me, got it?"

I didn't know he wanted me to answer him, so he strengthened his grip on my shoulder and asked again, but louder: "GOT IT?"

"Yeah, yeah, sorry bout that"

"Good. I'll let go of your shoulder and fix the strap so you can hold on it again. But don't try to get away from there. Just try to accept it and relax"

Ted did let go of my shoulder, but as I didn't want to piss him off, I tried to remain there unmoved. My hands were planted on the box, on my both sides. I'd balance from one side to the other, as my whole body started to sweat as if I had run a marathon. I also noticed that my dick was now completely soft, which was good after all. This could be much shorter than I've imagined.

In the meantime, Ted was working with the remote control. The straps that had fallen over me were being pulled up by a rope that was attached to it. Apparently, his brother had thought about making a trap for those who wanted to sit on that chair. If the bitch relied on the straps in order to avoid the dildo, he'd be as fucked as me. It would've been much easier if I went down faster, without hesitation. My stupid plan of becoming a power bottom to challenge Ted's superiority was ruining my life (and my ass).

As soon as he had the straps back to where they were, he asked me to relax coz my ride was about to start. I strongly held the straps with my both hands when I felt the seat moving up then down. It was slow, and it wasn't moving too much. Maybe three inches up and then it would go down again. It wasn't as painful as before, but it wasn't an easy ride. As the time passed by, the movements became longer. The seat would move six or seven inches up before coming down.

"You're being long dicked. It might not be too comfortable for you, but it feels very nice for the dick inside of you. Since your only concern is to make dicks feel nice, this must me the way you like to be fucked. You must swallow the pain, and just think about the dick fucking you. So, how do you like to be fucked?" he asked me.

I was still gasping, but I managed to whisper: "long dicked is how I like it"

"Sorry, can't hear you" and the seat moved quickly all the way down.

"I like to be long dicked, sir" I answer now showing much more enthusiasm.

"Usually, I like to be called sir, but you're a PB, ain't you? You should be the one expecting others to call you sir instead" said Ted, who stopped for a minute then started speaking again. "Imagine that the dildo behind you belonged to a guy named Ash, your lacrosse teammate" Ted started with his stories again. The seat stopped moving, when I had only the tip of the dick inside of me. "Ash didn't want to have his dick inside of you, coz he thinks that's disgusting. His father told him that fucking a man is an abomination and bla bla bla. But his dick got hard when you rubbed it through his shorts. Ash is so confused, poor guy" Ted was so into his story, I could even imagine Ash in front of me. "He feels guilty coz his dick got hard when you touched it and it remains hard now that you sat on it. He tries to move away, but you hold him still with your legs and arms. Then the poor boy yells, `you can't do this to me. Stop it'" Ted's voice changed when he tried to imitate his imaginary Ash. "What d'you say, And?"

Wow, he didn't call me bitch, not even Andy. He called me And as if he really respected me. It had an immediate effect on me. I still felt the pain, but my pride was immeasurable. Ted called me And.

"Shut up, motha fucker. You ain't going anywhere till you cum deep inside me" I said as soon as I decided to play Ted's game.

"That's not bad. But Ash is still reluctant. He keeps saying this is wrong, he shouldn't be doing that. He begs you to let him go. What d'you do, And?"

"I slap him on the face, the hardest I can" I still felt certain pride of that. "Then, I yell at him: Shut up and don't move, you son of a bitch. Are you fucking understanding?"

"Not bad either" Ted continued. "I think that poor Ash would be about to say `yes, sir'"

The seat moved down and I groaned. It was still painful. I felt my insides burning despite all the lube I had in me. "But you can't say all of that and still be afraid of a cock sliding inside of you. Ash boy could be even bigger than this dildo you have inside of you. Then, what would you do when you saw his huge cock? Say you are sorry and run away? That's not how things work, bitch"

"SO... why don't YOU fuck me instead?" I yelled out of the anger I was feeling. And for the second time, I think I got Ted by surprise. I could see a slight smile on his face. The seat moved up until the dildo was out of me.

"Ok then. But keep that angry eyes of yours coz you made me very horny" I could see Ted was horny. His dick was leaking while precum dropped on the floor. I also noticed that my own dick was very hard and leaking gallons of precum inside my already dirty and wet jockstrap. That would be the beginning of the ride of my life.

End of part 22

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/gay/authoritarian/becoming-my-flatmates-bitch/ (ongoing)

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