Marcus still lay back. He had no choice. The thing inside him remained intact as well. He found himself dozing from time to time.
"Gotta pee" he said into the darkness hoping someone was there. Of course he couldn't see.
Eventually he heard a shuffle and felt fingers placing his dick into the mouth of some container. It took awhile but eventually his bladder forced it's accumulation through the fleshy tube. He could hear the urine filling whatever container was being used.
Then he heard it being poured into something that had fluid in it. He assumed it was urine from earlier draining.
He wasn't sure how long he had been there or how much longer he'd be there. It didn't matter. He had made an agreement.
"Hi, you Marcus?" the voice asked.
"Yes Sir" he responded. Marcus was the name he used in those ads appealing to the men who were into fantasy stuff.
He closed the biology book.
"Good. So what all you get into?" The conversation proceeded as others had been in the past. Marcus tried to be informative but submissive sounding.
"Sounds good" the voice said "When are you available?"
Marcus knew the weekend was free. He needed the money so he took the honest approach.
"Well, Friday night I won't do much. But might keep you here until I do. How's that?"
Marcus replied what was the truth not just what he knew a customer wanted to hear.
"Uh Sir that's what gets to me, being kept for use however and whenever." He added a "sir" to make sure the man knew he was what he claimed.
"Hmmmm, how long can I own you boy?" the voice got stronger and tried to act threatening. It was an act of course, but Marcus felt blood rushing to his dick.
He had learned that he could have fun and make money at the same time while a sophomore. It was his roommate who told him during one of their late night, stoned conversations about money or the lack of it.
"Man a hot dude like you never has to do without money if you're smart" Matt said. "I get twenty just to stand naked for em".
It took awhile for Matt to admit he meant men not women and that Matt had been letting older men play with him, blow him or just watch him jack off since he was a freshman.
"That's why I can afford this" he gestured to the joint "clothes or just taking off" He smiled.
Marcus eyed the obvious meat that his roommate displayed under his boxer shorts. He had seen it before even hard now and then.
"Sometimes they take you places too. Hell man spring break, you wondered why I didn't go with the guys?" Matt said.
Marcus nodded.
"I went to the Bahamas, spent the entire week naked swimming, snokeling, sailing and getting laid."
"You got fucked?" Marcus asked which made Matt pause.
"Well let's say not as a rule. But man when they're spending that kind of money on you, hell as long as they use rubbers" he looked away realizing he had admitted letting some man fuck him.
"Sally doesn't know" Matt added. "But I think she wonders why I always have money"
Marcus felt the hands moving over his body. He had stripped naked as the man told him to And then followed him into the basement. The room was dark with chairs, cages, a sling and several chains hanging from the pipes above.
He had been making money for months since Matt's advice. There were hungry mouths, grasping hands, men who wanted to get fucked, even some who just wanted him to clean the house bare assed while they jacked off.
Then there were the ones who used toys. Some who offered a bonus if he knelt while they pissed on him. His cock seemed to harden each time someone wanted to use handcuffs, rope, chains, dildos, nipple clamps..and all who took charge of him like some slaveboy.
He had moved onto the padded chair the man pointed to. "Sit on that" he held the rubbery dildo that was fastened to the seat. Marcus flexed his butt a bit until it swallowed the very long black rubber that would be lodged there for however long the man wanted it to be.
The five hundred dollars promised if Marcus would submit till Sunday sounded good.
His nipples felt the grasp of each clamp being put into place. It was time to be used again.
At first the man asked him questions. "You like that?" then as it appeared Marcus was indeed totally submissive, he was hooded.
The man didn't ask anymore though at times he told Marcus what he was about to do.
"I like my slaves smooth" he explained as Marcus felt the cool good being put on his chest, armpits and crotch. He had been shaven before.
The flogging he got on his still wet skin stung like hell. Marcus was gagged "Now you can yell all you want" the man said.
Marcus yelled into the gag not only because it helped him endure the pain but because he knew the man liked it that way.
He had let himself be paddled from time to time. The most enjoyable times were when he showed he suffered.
"I've got some friends who are going to watch and play too" the man said.
Marcus would soon be sucking cock he assumed. The flow of hot water on his flogged skin told him 'not yet". Those gathered around were urinating on him.
"We own you now" the man said.
Watersports, Marcus had learned, for some was a sign of marking territory like animals did. For others it was a way of humiliating the submissive. For him it was both and his cock rose to show his appreciation.
"he likes it" someone said in the room.
"Can we fuck him?" another asked.
"We own him, we can do whatever we want" the man who Marcus recognized said "and we will".
Matt was waiting as Marcus walked from behind the house. He found his some of his clothes on the back porch. Shorts and shoes only were there. His shirt, underwear weren't. There were no shoes. He had reported wearing flip flips. They too were nowhere to be seen.
He knew he was being watched as he searched for his clothes and put on the shorts. He realized they weren't his since they were too large..thanks to his bubble butt they didn't fall but they hung so low, his pubic area, shaven now, could be seen.
The envelope was tossed through the doggie door for him. Marcus stuffed it into his pocket and walked around the side to Matt's car.
"Didn't know if you'd show up or not" Matt said "Have a good time?"
Marcus held up the stack of fifty dollar bills. "It was worth it" he said.
"I think I can get us a double booking next weekend, interested?"
"What does it pay?" Marcus thought about the sex he and Matt would have while others watched or got involved.
Matt smiled "Does it matter?"