When John Amos stepped into the room, a big cheesy grin crept across his face. There, on top of the desk was director, Tyler Perry, butt ass naked, his hands tied behind his back with his big fat ass up in the air. John rubbed the bulge that was forming in his pants and licked his lips. Tyler turned his head and saw John and swallowed hard. "Hey, there, Mr. Perry." John said, greeting the director. "Um, hi, uh, John." Tyler said nervously. He knew this whole scenario looked a bit strange and he'd hoped that John wouldn't take advantage of this situation. No such luck!
John Amos had been watching Tyler's rise to fame for years and the one thought he'd always had was... "I wonder what that ass looks like?" Now, standing in the director's office, John had a really good chance to find out. John walked over to Tyler. Then he put his hand out and slowly caressed Tyler's soft bubble butt. "You got a nice ass, you know that?" John said with a wicked grin. "Now, John, it would be real inappropriate for you to take advantage of my being butt naked like this." Tyler said. "That's true," John said, his hand on his chin as if he was mulling over all his options. "but, wasn't it just as inappropriate of you to take advantage of the fact that I desperately needed this job?"
John thought back to the day he came to Tyler, asking-no, begging for a part in one of his movies. He had forced John to be his man servant, making him dress however he wanted. Most of the time, John was dressed in nothing at all...IN PUBLIC! That's right, John would be forced to be butter ball naked as he ran errands for Tyler around the streets of Hollywood! It was utterly humiliating. Now, the shoe was on the other foot and, today, John was gonna have some fun!
"Now, John, I know things got a little crazy, back in the day." Tyler said as he struggled with his bonds. "Yea, real crazy." John agreed as walked over to Tyler was laying, tied up. He licked his lips as he gently caressed Tyler's bubble butt. "I mean, can't we just let bygones be bygones?" Tyler asked, desperation in his voice. "I mean, we could..." John said. Then he slapped Tyler hard on his ass. Tyler screamed in agony. John's hands were like solid bricks on his ass. "But I'd rather get my revenge."
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "I'm gonna whoop you like a redheaded stepchild!" John said, unbridled pleasure dripping from his lips. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "OWWWWWWW! OOOOH! OWWWW!" Tyler cried out. He tried to move out of John's grasp but, it was impossible. No matter where or how he moved, John could tag him easily. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "OWWWWW! OWWWW! PLEASE, JOHN! NO MORE!" John grabbed Tyler's chin and looked directly into his eyes. Tears streamed down Tyler's face as his lips quivered like a child's. "I don't know what you're crying for," John said. "You know you like it rough."
"I bet right now; your dick is hard as steel." John said. Tyler had no reply to this assertion. "I'll even prove it." John roughly turned Tyler onto his back, exposing his dick and balls. Sure enough, Tyler's dick was hard as steel and dripping precum. "See, I told you." He slapped Tyler's dick back and forth, causing Tyler extreme pain. "But, I'm not here just to cause you pain. I'm here to humiliate you, just like you did me." Now, Tyler really got worried. He did a lot of mean and nasty things to this man. "Oh, shit!" Tyler thought to himself. "I'm in deep trouble now!"
John looked around the room. A closet door was open, and it had all manner of S/M toys. "Why, you little freak, you!" John said, grinning evilly. "You brought your toys to work, didn't you?" John went into the closet and rummaged through Tyler's things. He found some neat things: Whips, paddles, nipple clamps, ball gags, etc. John rubbed the bulge that had formed in his pants. His dick was straining against the fabric of his boxer briefs, just waiting to be set free. John walked back over to Tyler and pulled out his dick. Tyler's eyes widened in shock. "It's bigger than I remember." He thought to himself. "That thing has got to be, at least, a foot long!"
"Suck this dick!" John ordered. "No!" Tyler said stubbornly. "I won't do it!" "I'll bet, if I used Betsy on you, you'll change your mind real quick!" John said. "Betsy" was the name Tyler gave to this pink whip he had. He had used it on John more than a couple times. John went back into the closet. When he came back, he was holding "Betsy" in his hand. When Tyler saw the whip, he panicked. John knew how to use that whip like an expert. "HELP! HELP!" Tyler screamed. "You can scream all you want." John said. "The crew is across town, filming another scene." A lot of times, when Tyler was busy with other work, he'd let one of his other people take over. Today was one of those days. That's why he was in his office to begin with. He had work he had to get done. "Oh fuck!" He said. "I'm screwed!" "Not yet," John said slowly stroking his dick. "but, soon!"
CRACK! The business end of the whip slammed against Tyler's ass cheeks. "OWWWWWW!" Tyler screamed. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! John expertly used the whip, crashing it down, again and again, onto Tyler's big booty. "OWWWWWWWW! STOP! OWWWWW!" "That ass of yours is so big, I can't miss!" John said as he continued to whip Tyler's ass. Tyler's ass was getting darker by the minute! CRACK! CRACK! Tyler tried to take the pain, refusing to surrender. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Meanwhile, his dick was rock hard and his cum sprayed all over his dick. Even though he was in excruciating pain, this was the hottest scene he'd ever experienced. "OWWWW! ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT! YOU WIN!" "I win?" John asked. "What do I win?" "I'll do whatever you want." Tyler said breathlessly. "Anything you want!"
John walked back over to the closet an picked out a vibrating dildo. "Oh, hell naw!" Tyler said. "Not that, again!" "Oh, hell yess!" John said. He turned on the dildo, full throttle and tried to shove it up Tyler's ass. Tyler clenched his ass cheeks, not letting the dildo in. "Let me in!" "No!" Tyler said defiantly. "I said, let me in!" John said. "And, I said, no!" Tyler said. John looked around the room. At first, he didn't know what he could use to make Tyler open up that ass. Then it hit him. He reached under Tyler and started playing with Tyler's nipples. "No! Stop that!" Tyler tried to wriggle out of John's grasp, but, of course, he couldn't. So, John freely fondled Tyler's soft nipples. "You still like having your nipples played with?" He asked. "I remember how folks could make you do anything they wanted if they played with these soft nipples."
Tyler tried to not enjoy the feeling of John's rough, manly hands on his soft nipples. He gritted his teeth, trying not to make a sound. John kept fondling Tyler's nipples with his one hand. With his other hand, he played Tyler's ass, roughly kneading and groping it. Underneath, Tyler could feel his dick starting to get hard. "You asshole!" Tyler screamed. "I'm gonna get you for this!" "What's wrong?" John asked. "Is your dick getting hard?" John reached under Tyler's body and gently grasped Tyler's dick. Sure enough, it was as hard as steel!
"Your dick sure is hard." John said with a smirk. So, he went back to fondling Tyler's nipples. "Mmmm." Tyler moaned finally. He could no longer ignore the sweet torture of John's hands on his nipples. That's when John knew that Tyler's ass was ready for that dildo. Tyler's ass lips gripped the dildo like a vice, holding onto it for dear life. "I knew that asshole of yours was ready for this dildo." John said. "You just needed the proper persuasion." He quickly turned on the dildo. Then he slowly slid it up Tyler's ass. "Ffuucckk!" Tyler moaned again. His body trembled as John expertly shoved the dildo in and out of his hole. John turned the dildo up another notch. "OH, MY GODDDD!" "Are you enjoyin' yourself?" John asked, chuckling to himself. "YESSSS!" Tyler hissed. "FFUUCCKK!"
"You ready to suck my dick, yet?" John asked as he unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to the ground. Tyler looked over at John. As per usual, John wasn't wearing any underwear whatsoever! John pulled his pants all the way off and walked over to Tyler. "Now, open your mouth!" With no strength left to fight, Tyler opened his mouth and let John slide his ten-inch dick down his throat. "Bon appetite!"
As John slid his dick down Tyler's throat, Tyler nearly choked on John's massive dick. "Yea, nigga! Choke on this big dick!" John said as he fucked Tyler's face. He could feel his dick at the back of Tyler's throat. "Fuck yea!" Tyler tried to pull away but, John held his head still with both hands. So, Tyler did what he had to do; he sucked John's big ole dick. He sucked it like he was sucking on a popsicle. "Mmmm, yea, nigga! Suck that dick!" John tried to put all of his dick down Tyler's throat, nearly choking him out. "Damn, that mouth is tight and wet!" John reached over and slapped Tyler's ass. "Now, let's see how tight that asshole is!"
John climbed on top of Tyler and shoved his dick inside Tyler's asshole. "AWWW, FFFUUUCCCKKK!" Tyler screamed, his eyes going into the back of his head. John bent down and whispered in Tyler's ear, "Can you feel my dick up inside you?" "OWWWWW!" Tyler screamed again. "SSHHIITT!" "Can you feel me riding this ass of yours?" John said. "I'm gonna make this pussy mine." John slammed his dick in and out of Tyler's hole. Tyler's body tingled all over as John fucked him down. "Fuck me, then, nigga!" Tyler exclaimed loudly. "Oh, it's on, now!" John said. "You have no idea what you done started!"
John long stroked Tyler's hole for a minute or two. Then he piston fucked him for a minute or two. He went fast to slow fucking and then, back again. Tyler didn't know what to do. His body was being pummeled and he was starting to enjoy the craziness! "You like this wild fuckin', don't you?" John asked him. "Tell me you like it!" "I like it!" Tyler cried out. "I like it!" At that moment, Tyler was cumming all over his desk, again. "FUCK ME!"
John untied him from the desk. Then he grabbed his ear and dragged him over to his executive chair and sat down. "Now, sit on this dick like a good little ho!" He said. Tyler obediently did as he was told. He, now, needed John's dick; he was hooked on it. He so anything to get it. He sat down on the dick and felt every inch as it went up his ass. "FFFUUUCCCKKK" Tyler cried out. "Now, bounce on this dick, bitch!" John commanded. Tyler dutifully bounced up and down on John's big, fat dick. "MMMMMMM!" Tyler moaned aloud. When he tried to get up off the dick, John held him firmly in place. "Where do you think you're going?" John said menacingly. "I'm not done with you, yet!"
Tyler's ass was beyond sore and his dick was throbbing. "FFFUUUCCCKKK!" He screamed. Without any type of warning, Tyler's dick spit cum everywhere! Most of it landed on John's burly chest. "Look what you did!" John said. "Now, clean that shit up...with your tongue." So, Tyler got to work, cleaning John's chest with his tongue. Then, suddenly, John grabbed him by his head. "You missed a spot!" He lifted his arm and forced Tyler to lick his smelly armpits! "Yea, that's it, boy! Lick my stinky pits!" The smell of John's arm pits were now embedded in Tyler's nose. "Now, get down on your knees and suck my toes!"
Tyler could have run away but, he didn't. He got down on his hands and knees and started sucking John's toes. He sucked each toe thoroughly. "Yea, that's right. Suck them toes!" John's toes stank to high heaven but, Tyler continued to suck his toes until they were slick with his spit. "You did a good job getting my toes cleaned, boy." John grabbed Tyler by the arm and yanked him to his feet. Then he grabbed a handful of Tyler's ass cheek. "Whose ass is this?" "Yours, Sir." Tyler said. Next, John grabbed Tyler's dick and balls. "Now, who's dick, and balls are these?" "There your dick and balls, Sir." Tyler said. "Good boy." John said. "Now, let's go get you cleaned up."
EPILOGUE: Later that day we see Tyler Perry directing...in the nude! That was the way John Amos, his new Master, wanted it. John got his dick sucked as he ate lunch. When he came on Tyler's face, he wouldn't let Tyler clean up. It was really embarrassing for Tyler to have cum on his face as he talked to the cast and crew. And, every time they took any sort of Break, people would see John fucking Tyler anywhere on set. While on set, Tyler was John's slave and did as he was ordered. Tyler looked up at John as he sat on the floor next him and thought, "And, that's the way I want it!"
The End