0 comments/ 86037 views/ 23 favorites Tortured and Dominated By: little sebastian It was Thursday and I was horny and broke. Even though I should be studying for exams the following week, I hit the street at the bookstore around 10pm. There were several cars circling the block, sometimes two or three. Almost every one would slow as they passed and stared, sometime wave. I was particular, deciding to wait until I saw an attractive man. I didn't wait long. A dark blue panel truck cruised by with a good looking middle aged man. It was one of those model without and windows on the side or in the back door. Unlike the cars, he pulled up to the curb in from of me. Leaning over, he rolled down the window and asked if I'd like to get in. As I walked up to the door, I could see him better ... a very handsome man with an apparently good body. "You know I'm hustling" I queried "Sure" he smiled. "I especially like to pay guys. Ah .. no involvement." Well, I figured he was married or something like that and would be fun. Married men were so appreciative, but never gave me more than I asked. "How much?" he asked as I got in the truck. "A hundred. .... ah ... for an hour, but I don't watch the clock. Ok?" "Sure. What do you do for that?" he asked. "I guess anything. Well, all the regular stuff. ... ya know, sucking and fucking.". As I answered I was surprised at his expression. He turned with a smirk on his face, "Any regular stuff?" I wasn't sure why he had said that, but didn't want to ask as he put the truck in gear and we drove off. After a few minutes, he had found a deserted road near the edge of town and pulled over. "C'mon, let's get in back" his voice was very demanding. I hadn't noticed, but there was a heavy curtain hanging behind the seats, closing off the back of the truck. I was surprised when I crawled into the back. The floor was soft, covered with mattresses. He got in the back with me. "Strip, boy" he demanded. I quickly took everything off and so did he. My excitement was high and my cock was rock hard by the time I laid down, waiting for him to use me. He lay next to me, taking me in his arms and kissing my lips, holding my mouth wide open and moving his tongue deep inside me. One hand traced the contour of my body until he reached my dick, throbbing by now with a drop of precum on the tip. I also reached for his fuck stick... and about died. It must have been 10 inches and probably the thickest real cock I'd ever had. "You're pretty nice" I answered. "Your body is hot." I had been feeling his well defined chest, with a dusting of short dark hair. With his slim waist, I could only assume that he worked out regularly. He got on top of me in a 69 position. I tried to suck his huge cock into my mouth, but it just wouldn't fit. "Damn, it'ssss t.... tooo big" I said sorta gurgling on the head. "Do the best you can" he answered. "I want your ass anyway" He was literally swallowing my cock. Taking it into his throat and massaging the head with his throat muscles. Never had I had such a good blow job. He reached down to my knees and raised my legs, and my ass, very high. His face went quickly to my hairless crack, licking the length and pausing at my hole to shove his long tongue inside. He was driving me crazy. I needed his cock in me ... I had to be fucked! Breathing hard, I gasped, "Fuck me ... FUCK ME please" He quickly swung around between my legs, slapped some lube on my crack and on his cock and put that massive head against my quivering hole. He started applying pressure. My sphincter yielded allowing the head to almost pop in. I must have jerked and let out a yelp, because he stopped pushing. "DAMN, don't stop! Give it to me! Give me every inch of that fucking big cock! I wanna be rammed hard!" I was almost screaming. He gave it more pressure. Inch by inch, that fat fuck stick disappeared into my eager hole. Oh man, it hurt like hell, but it was the erotic 'good' hurt that I so loved to feel when I was getting fucked. He pistoned gently at first, then increased both length and speed, slipping his massive meat all the way out of my hole on every stroke. With only a very brief hesitation, he would plunge it all the way back in. His aim was perfect ... he would punch my prostrate every time, making me feel like I was gonna shoot any second. I grabbed my cock and started to pound it. He hooked his arms under my knees and then slapped my hand away from my cock. Holding my wrists, he held my arms straight out while his cock ravaged my stretched hole. "I don't want you to cum until I tell you it's ok" he commanded with a stern voice. God! I thought I was in heaven. Held down by a hot stud being pounded and rammed mercilessly, I was about to pop. He started to tense and I knew the end was near. He bent over to lay on me and plant a kiss on my that about sucked my adam's apple out. I felt him shudder as his cock pulsed his seed in my ass. His groin, rubbing on my cock and the cum blasting in my ass, was more than I could handle. My own rod blew a load like I've not felt before, lubing our bellies and chest. Exhausted, he collapsed on top of me, still holding my legs high and his softening cock in my butt. Eventually, he pulled it out and stretched down beside me. We laid together for a long while. He held and gently massaged my cock and balls the entire time. Gradually, he started to arouse me again. He manipulated my dick until it was quite hard and ready for action. "Good boy" he was pleased. "I was hoping you could do it again, cause I need another shot at that ass". He rolled me on my stomach, spread my legs. With his hands spreading my cheeks, he buried his face in my crack, still wet with cum and lube. Damn, he kept it up for a long time ... I thought I'd go crazy. Then he mounted me, thrusting his giant cock deep into me in one stroke. I let out a yelp and he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back so I couldn't squirm forward. His thrusting felt exceptionally good ... no more pain, just the feeling of being completely filled with huge man meat. Again, he managed to stimulate my prostrate. He would pull all the way out before plunging deep into my guts again. After a few minutes, he put his arms around me, squeezing my body tight against his. Then he rolled us both over ... I was on my back on top of him ... his cock still slowly pumping my ass. He put one hand on my balls and started to gently pull on them. At the same time, he started to pump my rock hard dick. I started to feel the cum swell up inside me when he gave a few hard thrusts in my ass ... I knew he was cumming. Too much for me .... I begged, "Please let me cum .... please." "Ok, do it boy, DO IT NOW" he said almost breathlessly. Without hesitation, my cock pumped out my sticky sperm, shooting all the way over my belly and chest and landing all over my shoulders and face. Actually it wet my fuckers' face too, under my right shoulder. We lay there panted and sweating for awhile, then he rolled me off of him and started to pull on his clothes. I did the same. We climbed into the front seats. He fiddled around with his wallet , then shoved a wad of bills in my hand, "There's a couple a hundred .... ah, You're worth a lot more." he was smiling. "Oh man, this is too much. I do need it, but you're too good to charge" I actually hoped he wouldn't take it back, cause I was desperate, and he didn't disappoint. "Nonsense! Take it. You earned it. There's more where that came from if you call me." He handed me a calling card that was blank, except for a printed phone number. "Thanks, I'll call soon. I've got some exams next week, so I have study. I'll call you around the end of the week. I'll have a few days off, then", I said hopefully. "Kewl ... I'll be waiting. We'll go to my place then." He drove me back to my dorm. I leaned over and kissed him and thanked him again. As I turned to leave, he gave me a little pat on my butt. For the rest of the week, I studied and studied some more. I aced the exams and felt really good about myself. I only jacked off a couple of times. It was Thursday again, a week after I had met my hot 'trick'. I called the number he gave me. As the voice said 'hallo', I realized that I didn't know his name and I had not told him mine. "Ahhh .... my name is Bill. I think I met you last Thursday in your truck" I stammered. "Oh yeah. I remember ... I'd never forget you. My name is Steve. How'd your exams go?" he sounded happy to hear from me. "Ok, I'm sure I did real well. Now I need a few days of entertainment. Any suggestions?", I replied. He let out a slight chuckle, "Sure kid. Wanna come to my place? I'll keep you real busy." "Yeah, but I don't have a car" "No prob ... I'll pick you up. When will you be ready?" "How about NOW?", I wanted it bad. He picked me up in about 30 minutes. I had packed a few overnight things incase he wanted me to stay We arrived at an impressive house. I thought that this guy must be loaded to afford such a place.. On the way, he told me he lived alone, but had a select group of guys that visited him on regular occasions. I was the first he had nailed outside of the group in several years. He lead me into the kitchen from the garage. "You hungry?" he asked. I told him that I wasn't so he took my hand and we started into the basement. I was amazed and fascinated by his playroom. There was a sling hung in the center of the room. Some leather items neatly hung on the walls along with several dildos, some of which were the largest I'd ever seem. I went to the wall with the leather goods and started quizzing my host as to their purpose. After several explanations, he asked, "You want to try some of them?" I hesitated, then told him I didn't like pain, but some bondage would be ok. He told me to strip and I did so quickly, eager to get that big cock again. By the time I was naked, my own rod was at attention. He picked me up and laid me in the sling, fastening my ankles and wrists to the chains that held it to the ceiling. I was helpless and I liked the feeling. I trusted Steve and knew he'd give me a good time I wasn't disappointed. He fucked my face even though I couldn't take much of his cock in my mouth. I managed to get him to cum ... he tasted salty and strong, just like a dominate man should. He fucked my ass several times before he let my off that sling. For several days, we fucked and sucked. One time he spanked my ass very hard while I was in the sling. It hurt like hell and my ass was stinging, but I found myself liking it. I liked it a lot. The more he wacked me, the harder I got. Damn, maybe a little b&d wasn't too bad after all. I got to try some ball stretches, cock sheaves and a variety of other torture and discipline goodies that he had. None seemed to hurt much and I started wondering if all the shit I'd heard about b&d and s&m was a lot of hooey. One afternoon, He asked if I would make a video for him, so he could remember how hot I was. Without thinking, I agreed. He cleared out a place on a wrestling mat and turned on some bright lights. There were two fixed cameras and Steve operated a portable. Obviously, this wasn't the first video he had made. Even so, no alarms bells went off in my head. Almost gleefully, I got on the mat and acted out the scenario that he had dictated. I stroked my cock; I moaned; I got on my belly and spread my ass-cheeks open for the camera; I said things like, "Oh .... please fuck my faggot ass. I only charge a hundred" and "I'll blow you for twenty bucks". I made a 20 minute tape, ending by jacking off and blowing my load all over my stomach and chest. After rubbing around my cum, I licked my fingers and said, "I love cum sooooo much. Please give me yours." Later, we watched the tape together and hooted ... it seemed so damn funny, at the time. After a couple more days of bondage and sex, he drove me home after insisting that I take another two hundred bucks. Damn, he was generous. He asked if I could come back the next weekend so he could demonstrate some of his toys on me. I jumped at the chance, thinking it would be an erotic turn on. Little did I suspect what was really gonna happen to me. Tortured and Dominated Ch. 02 He picked me up on Friday afternoon, right after class. He immediately took me to his basement and ordered me to strip. There was a new commanding quality to his voice. He was not requesting. "From now on, you won't speak, unless I ask you a question and tell you to speak" he demanded. "Is that clear?" "Yes" "You will always call me Master or Sir from now on. Do you understand?" "Y.. Yes" "YES WHAT?" he yelled at me. "YES SIR" I answered loudly. I was getting a little worried. I knew that this was the Master/slave game, but I didn't remember telling him that I wanted to play it that way. 'Oh well', I thought, 'What's the harm. If it turns him on, I won't mind much' When I was naked, he bent me forwards over a wooden thing that resembled a padded saw horse. My wrists were cuffed to the floor, as were my ankles. I was helpless with my ass totally exposed. WACK! Damn, he hit my ass hard with a leather strap. WAP ... WACK ...WACK Again and again he laid one after another stinging blows. Sometimes the end of the strap would snap at my nuts. Damn! It hurt! My ass was burning and the pain was getting intense. Again and again, he hit my increasingly red ass. Finally, he stopped. "Thank you, Sir" I gasped. "Damn you slave .... will you never learn .... I told you to keep quiet" he commanded. He picked up a cat tails whip and laid it onto my ass repeatedly, to punish me for speaking. Hard, then even harder wacks. Tears were in my eyes. I started to cry ... actually something between blubbering and sobbing. He continued to whip me until I thought I would pass out. Again he stopped and waited to see if I would say anything. I tried to be quiet, but I was crying and my chest was heaving. "Good boy. I guess I should get something for your ass. I think it's blistered" he said, almost apologetically. He applied a little cream to my sore ass. It helped the burning sensation go away. He applied even more cream, working some in my ass hole using his finger. It felt good after such harsh treatment with the whip. Feeling more comfortable, I was surprised when he stuck something small in my hole. "Squeeze your ass closed on this. As tight as you can" he commanded. "Yes SIR" I concentrated on making my sphincter tight, as I felt something warm spreading inside me. "I'm giving you a water enema." he said casually. "Keep it in and don't let even one drop leak out or I'll whip you harder than I did before." Man, I cinched down on that hose with all my might. Soon, the water was making me feel uncomfortable, then slightly painful, then a lot. Damn, bending over this saw horse makes my guts burn like crazy. The water didn't stop. I started making some moaning-whimpering noises. Steve knew that I was getting pretty full, so he clamped off the hose. He made me hold it for what seemed like hours ... probably only 10 minutes. My guts were burning. I could hardly stand the pain. Finally, he let me shoot it out. I guess he caught all the water in a bucket, or something. After the water was expelled, my belly felt relieved, but not for long! He shove that damned hose back in my butt and filled me up again. He must have let more water in me the second time, cause it hurt even more this time. He repeated my flushing 4 times, each was more painful than the last, but I managed to keep it all in until I was permitted to release it. "You did good, slave" he said gently. "Thank you, sir" I has learned to always call him 'sir' by now. He slapped a glob of something greasy in my crack. Working his finger in my, he pushed some of the lube inside. Two fingers ... three fingers. Oh man, it started to hurt as he twisted the forth finger in ... trying to push them in me. I was starting to worry that he intended to fist me, but to my relief, he withdrew them and shoved in a fat butt plug. I don't know how big it was, but it hurt. He held it at my sphincter right at the fat part. I was on the verge of screaming, when he gave it a hard push and it popped inside me. He picked up his cat tails whip and hit me a few time on my ass, concentrating his fury down lower ... sometimes on my upper legs ... sometimes up to my tail bone. Now, my entire back side was stinging. Every time the 'tails' landed on me ... when the pain shot though my body, all my muscles would tense up, including my ass rig. I was holding that plug so tight I though I'd squeeze it in two pieces. After he stopped, he released my ankles and my wrists and allowed me to stand upright. "Don't drop that plug. If you do, I'll whip your ass until it's a bloody mess ... you'll be scared for life, faggot slave" he sneered. Damn! Now I was scared. What the fuck was he gonna do to me? I soon found out ... it wasn't what I wanted. He stood me in the center of the room, attaching the wrist cuffs to chains attached to the ceiling. My legs were spread very wide, until I was hanging from the chains. The ankle cuffs were attached to lugs in the floor. Then he put his thumb on the end of the butt plug and pushed it very hard ... driving it into something inside. God it hurt. I screamed again. "I'm tired of hearing this faggot scream .... gonna have to do something about that" he mumbled. He selected a leather gag that had a short 'dildo' attached. He shoved it in my mouth and fastened it in the back of my head. The dildo pushed almost back to my throat, but didn't gag me. I couldn't talk. "Let's see if that did the trick" he leered at me. A cold chill went up my spine as he walked behind me and roughly pulled the plug all the way out and rammed it back in quickly. Again I screamed, but this time, not much sound came out. The gag was working. Kneeling in front of me, he started to tie a rope around my nuts. He pulled on them ... it hurt a little and wound the rope around my sac several times. My balls were being stretched further from my body, but the pain wasn't bad. He worked for a few minutes then pulled on the rope. I guess he must have run the free end through a hook on the floor, because he stepped back a few feet to admire his work, still with the end of the rope in his hand. He seemed pleased with my predicament, then gave the rope a yank. Pain shot from my groin ... my entire body reacted with a shudder. I let out a yelp. He yanked the rope again ... and again and again. When he had satisfied his sadistic mood, he slipped the rope through and overhead 'eye' hook. He tied a big bucket to the free end of the rope, turned and smiled at me. I didn't like that look. "Now for a nice long torture" he was smiling, as he placed the end of a small hose in the bucket. 'Oh damn ... FUCK', I thought as he adjust a valve to dribble water into the bucket. Then he pulled up a chair near me and sat down. As he took my balls in his hand, he said "Gonna be a shame to damage them ... they're so pretty." He leaned over and kissed them! "That's the 'goodby' kiss, slaveboy" What ... WHAT! Did he intend to pull them all the way off?! I squirmed and tried to move away ... tried to beg him not to pull off my nuts. I was helpless. I started to cry from fear. I could feel the ever increasing tension on my balls. I was really scared. Slowly that damn bucket was filling ... water dribbling in. More water ... more pressure ... more, more pain ... from my poor balls up through my cock, up through my abdomen. It was intense ... I couldn't take much more. I swung my head ... I jerked it back ... I felt dizzy. I felt like I was losing it... I was gonna pass out! Steve must've realized it, and stopped the water and took my hair in his hand to put up my head. He put something under my nose ... Oh! Poppers! "Don't pass out on me slave, or I'll have to start all this all over again" he said softly. 'All over again!!! Damn!' Steve took my cock in his hand and started stroking it. I was surprised how fast it got hard. My god ... it really got incredibly hard. The pressure on my nuts was starting to feel erotic... still terribly uncomfortable. He kept stroking my cock. The pressure on my balls kept getting more intense. Shit! I was ready to cum ... my cock was leaking lots of precum. Oh YEAH! Suddenly, he grabbed my nuts and squeezed them hard ... real hard. I jerked in pain and forgot about cumming. "Listen up slave" he had a very forceful tone. "You won't cum until I tell you it's ok. If you shoot that sweet cock without permission, I will punish you ten times more than I have today." "Yeefff Fffir" the gag made it impossible to talk. He went at my softening cock again. It got very hard again. It got so hard that it hurt! The pressure on my nuts was extreme. There was still constant tension on my ball sac ... constant pain. He stroked it slowly, squeezing the head and running his finger around the base. He bent over and took it in his mouth ... all of it! I looked down. His nose was in my pubes. He did something with his throat muscles ... maybe swallowing. It massaged the head of my cock, driving me to the brink. He quickly pulled off my cock. "Ok slave ... do it. Cum for me NOW!" he commanded. He buried my cock back in his throat and resumed his massaging. I felt the cum swelling up in my stretched nuts. "Offff. OOFFF Manfff!" I cried out as I blasted my load. I guess he wasn't expecting the force or the quantity of my jissm ... he coughed with a slight gag as wave after wave of hot seed went down his throat. He held his mouth on my softening cock for a long time, gently milking the last drop of cum. He pulled my ass to his face and kept it in his mouth. Finally, he pulled away and released the bucket, dumping the water into the sink. The relief was fantastic, but I could feel a throbbing sensation in my groin. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation. As I watched his naked body move toward me, I knew I wanted him. I wondered why Steve hadn't made use of my mouth or my ass. I wanted him deep inside me. But I kept quiet ... I knew that I couldn't ask him for his cock. Tortured and Dominated Ch. 03 Steve released my arms from the overhead chains. Man, it felt good to get my arms down again. He pulled them behind my back and fastened the cuffs together. Removing the chains that held my ankles, he demanded, "On your knees, faggot." "Now, you're gonna learn that I own you. I own your faggot ass. I own your faggot cock. I own your faggot mouth. You're gonna service me in every way. You're gonna be my pussy boy. You're gonna service all my friends until you learn that you ain't worth shit!" he whispered in a low and sinister voice. He pushed me down on my face. With his knee on the small of my back, he fastened my ankles together. Holding me down, he laid on top of my. I could feel his monster 10 inch cock rub between the cheeks of my ass. He put his hand in my crack and began rubbing some greasy lube in it ... on his cock too, I guess. With great precision, the head of his cock pushed into my guts, stretching my sphincter mercilessly. "Ahhhhh...OHHH, damn!" I cried. "SHUT THE FUCK UP, FAGGOT" Steve yelled. "You are not to say anything unless I ask you a direct question. And .... NO screaming" He waited a second for me to get used to his invasion, then pushed forward. Inch but thick inch, his cock pushed deeper and deep inside me. When he finally seated it all the way in, my guts felt like I was on fire. He started ramming my ass, with no regard to how it was hurting me. Back and forth .... back and forth ... for almost 20 minutes! When he got close, he'd stop and order me to lay very still. Once I kept moving my ass he slapped the back of my head and pulled my hair violently. My ass was so sore, I couldn't stand much more, when he finally banged it deep in me. I felt it throb and pulsate and his hot cum blasted deep inside me. He body was twitching as his load was delivered. Finally he collapsed on top of me. Laying on top for a long time, he started to fall asleep. God, he was heavy when all his weight relaxed on me. I tried to wiggle him off, but he stayed firmly on top, with his softening cock still in my ass. After what seemed like an hour, he stirred and started to gently work his soft cock, still inside me. I could feel it growing in my ravaged ass ... longer and longer ... fatter and fatter. As it became thick and hard, I felt the twangs of pain in my ass again. He was wide awake again and pumped my butt for many minutes. Finally pulling out, he grapped my head of hair and pulled my face around to his cock. "Open up and suck this" he demanded. As he slid it into my mouth, I could taste the lube and cum on his cock. He held my head tight and pushed it all the way into my throat, until I couldn't breathe. He held my head there for a couple of minutes ... damn! I needed to breathe when he finally let me move back a couple of inches. I was gasping for air. "Aha ... ha" he laughed. "You'll learn to control your breath cause you'll have this in your throat a lot ... pussy mouth". Withing a few minutes, his cock exploded into my mouth. Cum spued out. I couldn't swallow fast enough and some ran across my lips. He finished and made me lick and suck him clean. I lay there for a long time. Steve threw a blanket over me and told me to sleep. I had a big day ahead of me! Oh man, what next. After a few hours of sleep, I was awakened by voices, then footsteps on the stairs. Steve was followed by a tall and muscular man. "Here he is" Steve said, leading the strange ove to where I lay. He reached down and threw the blanket in the corner. "You can do anything you want. For 1 hour. You can't damage him or make any permanent marks on his body. ..... ok?" instructed Steve. "Ok... what's 'permanent'? Can I whip his ass?" "Sure, as long as he doesn't bleed too much" "Kewl ... not sure that I wanna whip him anyway. If he's trained, I won't have to" The stranger replied. Steve left as the stranger rolled my onto my stomach. I heard him unzip his pants and remove his clothes. He sat on the mat and I felt his finger slid inside my already sore hole. He shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose for a few seconds. "You're gonna need this ... need it a lot" he whispered. I was scared again ... what was this weirdo gonna do? I soon found out. He slipped three fingers in my stretched hole, then four. Slowly the pushed them in ... rotating and twisting. Deeper and deeper, I could feel those fingers stretching me wide. He got up on his knees so he could get better leverage and pushed hard. "AEEEEEAAAAAaaa" I cried out. "Shut up! I'm only up to my thumb! he commanded. "Please ....PLEASE. ... No more .. .I don't think I can take your hand ... PLEASE!!" I was whimpering. I was started to cry in constant pain. He shoved the poppers under my nose again. Then I was dizzy ... floating ... held down by a hand in my ass. He pushed harder and gave me the poppers again. "AHHHHHhhhhhhhh......." I screamed as his entire hand went inside me. My hole was soreand the hand felt like a red hot poker. At least it didn't hurt quite so much then. The widest part of his hand was inside me and my poor hole was clamped around his wrist. He moved his hand back and forth ... pulling nearly out ... stretching me again and again, but not as much as when he entered me. I twisted around to see him jerking his cock ... a nice 7". I continued to watch as he brought himself to a climax, shooting his load all over my ass and up my back. Slowly he withdrew his hand ... again stretching my hole open to pass the widest part of the hand. My butt was sore, but it felt good to have his hand out of my ass. The stranger got up, pulled on his clothes and left. I just laid there, finally drifting back to sleep. Again, I was awakened by voices upstairs. Soon two men came down the steps behind Steve. They walked over to me while Steve moved a strange looking device from the dark part of the basement. I had no idea what it was, but I was sure it was gonna be for me and it'd hurt. It was a upright wooden frame built on a small platform ... almost like a vertical wall. There was a big hole almost in the center of the wall. The two guys picked me up and took off my cuffs. I started to rub my wrists when Steve commanded , "Stand up here slave". Steve motioned for me to stand on the platform, facing the wall. My cock and balls aligned up with the hole. Next my wrists and ankles were cuffed and attached to short chains on the wall. My legs were spread apart about a foot. Someone on the other side of the wall started stoking my cock and massaging my balls.... it felt good. I thought the was gonna be ok. "Get up on your toes" someone demanded. I raised up on my toes. "HIGHER" yelled Steve. As I stood there a post was fastened between my legs with a bunch of pins sticking straight up, very close to my balls. "Now faggot, if you relax off your toes, those pins will stick you in the balls" he laughed. "The guy on the other side wants your cum, so get it up and hard." I was already hard from the guy stroking me. It felt so damn good, but it was tough staying on my toes. The guy was sucking me and I started to moan and slowly fuck his face. I started to relax, forgetting about the pins ... but not for long. My balls grazed lightly across the pins and I jerked back up on my toes. "Your sucker is tired, so he's not gonna move his head anymore ... you have to move your hips and fuck his face. I'm only giving you 5 minutes to fill his mouth with cum." Any longer and I'll whip your ass and raise those pins closer to your balls". Steve was enjoying my sadistic situation. I pumped my cock back and forth. Occasionally, I'd slip a little off my toes and scrap my nuts. God, it hurt so bad. I was sure my sac was bleeding. The guy's mouth really felt good ... he was a good cocksucker. Finally, I blasted my load ... and it didn't take me 5 minutes either. I was sorta proud of myself. "Do it again" Steve said. Another guy started sucking my softening cock. Damn, how can I get is hard again? Steve stuck a few fingers in my butt and massaged my prostrate. My cock started to rise and Steve retreated. "Same as last time ... 5 minutes" "Ohhhhh...my...god!" I mumbled "SHUT UP" I got a hard wack across my ass with a leather strap, causing me to ram my cock deep in the new suckers mouth. I tried to pump his mouth, but my toes were so tired, I gently lowered myself very gently onto the pins. "UP ON YOUR TOES". I got wacked twice very hard. I go to my toes and started pumping again. Five minutes went past and I hadn't shot my load yet. This new guy wasn't as good as the first one. "Damn Joe" the first guy said, "Can't you get him to cum? Want some help?" I saw him walk around the wall and soon felt a better mouth on my cock. It got me hot quickly and I could feel the cum swelling up ... I started to moan softly. The second guy's mouth replaced the first just as I blew my second load. "Ok, you did well, faggot" Steve complemented me! He removed the post with the pins and released me from the cuffs. He sat me down, leaing against a floor to ceiling post. He pulled my arms around the post and handcuffed my wrists behind the it. He went upstairs leaving me alone and cold. Tortured and Dominated Ch. 04 I felt a stabbing pain on the head of my cock. Steve was kneeling next to me ... flipping the head of my cock with his middle finger and thumb. "P...please" I whimpered. To my surprise, Steve smiled at me and stopped! "Time to rock and roll, slave" he was sinister, releasing the cuffs on my ankles. He led me upstairs, into the garage and to the back of the truck. He put me on my back, my head hanging over the edge of the mattress. My arms were shacked to either side of the van. He raised my legs, attaching my ankles to some hooks on the ceiling. I was totally exposed again. Finally, he blindfolded me. Steve backed out of the garage and started driving. We went for a long distance ... at least it took a long time. We got onto a rough road that bounced me around, since I wasn't able to stabilize myself. He the stopped and shut off the engine, and got out of the truck. After a short time, the two read doors were opened and my blindfold taken off. Even though I was looking upside-down, I could see several naked men ... their half-hard cocks swung between their legs as they walked toward the truck. I couldn't tell how many guys were there, but it was obvious that I was gonna have to drain their nuts and take their cum. One after another they fucked my face and my ass. After awhile, I lost count, but I'm sure some used me for seconds. My ass was filled with jissm, as well as my stomach. "Damn boy, you sure have a hot ass." Steve whispered to me. "I've got to have that again for myself. But I want you tight ... I want it to feel tight." He reached for a thin dildo and shoved it up my ass without any lube. It went in easily ... I was full of cum and lube and had been stretched way beyond my limits. He fucked me deep and hard with the dildo. God, it felt so damn good. He crawled on top of me and worked his cock onto my ass, along side of that dildo! It hurt a little, but not much. As he pumped my ass, the dildo was rammed deep and forcefully into my guts. I was so hot, I could hardly stand it. "Ya ready" Steve asked as he grabbed my cock and stroked it. I blew my load, shooting my cream onto the ceiling of the truck. "Awwww ... FUCK" Steve yelled as he filled my boy cunt with his hot juice. After he wiped himself off, the blindfold was replaced and Steve started driving on that damn rough road again. This time, we didn't seem to go far when he stopped. Again, he removed my blindfold. Then he released my legs and wrists and push mew out of the truck. There was a small table with a mat on top, with two vertical posts on one end. Again, he laid me on my back, tied my wrists to the table, raised my legs high up and attached them to the posts with a rope. I knew what was coming next ... more of the same. Soon I heard voices. Then I saw a couple of men ... and Steve was taking money from them. Money! That fucker was selling me and not sharing the cash. I felt betrayed. I though Steve cared for me a little. The first approached, dropped his pants, showing a huge soft cock. He put it in my mouth and started pumping. It grew and grew ... until I couldn't take any more. It was pretty big, even soft, but was huge when it got hard. It was even more remarkable because he was young and thin. Not the type of guy you would expect to be hung so large. He pulled it out of my gagging mouth and stood between my legs. Thankfully, he started in gently. I felt every inch stretching me open. Sure I had taken all sorts of fat things in my ass, but this one was real fat and it was long. Soon, the head started to poke something deep inside me and I felt a stab of pain. He pulled back a little, then continues pushing. The pain was there again, but not quite as bad. He pushed hard and buried the last inch inside me. Again a stabbing pain, but he didn't immediately pull back. He just stayed there. He looked at the second guy, now poised over my face, swinging his increasingly hard cock. "Ok Jeremy, shove your cock in his mouth", he commanded. The fucker held my head and shove his respectable 7 incher into my mouth and down my throat. My butt hole was so damn sore and my mouth was aching from so much sucking. I liked the sexual abuse, but I just wanted it to end. I couldn't take anymore. With a sudden spasm, Jeremy filled my mouth, but pulled out and continued to spray jism on my face and chest. "Awww ... here I CUM!" I felt the cock in my ass throb and my ass got filled again. He pulled out and I felt totally wasted. I was finished, my cock was soft. Steve replaced the blindfold again and started to drive off. "Please sir .... please. No more ... please" I whimpered. "Ok, you've had it for now. I'll take you back to get your clothes, then I'll take you back to your dorm." "Huh? How do you know where I live?" I quizzed. "I looked in your wallet ... your student ID. Oh yeah, I know where you home town is, too. And, I know where your parents live." Steve said somewhat cheeringly. A chill ran down my spine. I had always protected myself and tried to say anonymously, perhaps aloof from this part of my life. Now Steve knew all about me. Oh well, what the hell. I like him a lot and he'll treat me ok. Dressed and clean, we pulled up to the dorm. Students were hustling about, strange for a Sunday. Or was it Sunday? "What day is today?" I quizzed Steve. "Friday" he smiled broadly. "SUNDAY!!!! Sunday! You've been fucking me for a week! Damn, I missed a lot of classes. My advisor is gonna have my ass." I complained "Nope. I called and told him I was your doctor. You've had a disabling case of hemorrhoids" he smiled again. "Auwww FUCK." I couldn't help but smile. I was an original excuse. "Rest this weekend, but next weekend I'll pick you up here on Friday at 8pm" he said calmly "Oh man, I don't know..... I need to study to get caught up. Anyway, I'm not sure I can handle anything more so soon." I was sorta whimpering. I was a little scared. "Remember that video I had you make" he asked. "Yeah, what about it?" I was worried. "You think your parents and the school would be interested in seeing a little fag prostitute wiggling his ass and beating his cock for the camera?" he sneered. "Hey man, no. NO." "Yes MAN .. YES. Maybe when you apply to med school, they'd like to know what kind of boy that are admitting" he was stern now. "Oh shit.... You wouldn't", I paused. "Oh ..... yes you will, huh?" I asked. Steve just looked at me, smiling. "Look kid, I like you, but you have to learn to obey me. When you have learned to worship me, then I'll let up on you. Until then, you're gonna suck and get fucked until I break your will. Until you submit to me without question." he said. "P.. P..please don't. I like you ... why are you treating me this way" I started to cry. "Stop that crying. You've got what it takes to be a good slave and to make some money for me. If you're good, I'll share some with you." he was very firm. At the same time, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. I have no idea how much he had, but it looked like several hundred in twenties. He peeled off about five hundred and handed it to me. "Here's your cut. Not much yet, but if you play your cards right, I'll give you a lot more. I want you to keep squeezing your boy cunt closed all week. Exercise it ... improve the strength of the muscles. You need to learn how make yourself feel like a virgin for every guy. Understand me?" he demanded. "Yeah" I felt a little dirty. I was a prostitute. A hustler. Looking at me, Steve must have realized what was on my mind. "Kid ... don't feel bad. I love whores. I love boys that know how to use their 'talents'. You'll do well. Soon, we'll find better 'johns' ... ones with more money." He reached over and pulled the handle and pushed the door open. I climbed out, turned and waved as Steve drove off. FUCK! What did I get myself into? I was so fucking dumb! Now, I'm his whore and I can't do anything about it. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I flopped in my bed and fell asleep. I awoke with a start as Brandon, my roommate banged into the room. "Damn, where in the fuck have you been?" he asked. Then looking at me closer, "Shit, you look bad!" "Yeah, I've been used all week. I did things you'll never believe." "Yeah, I believe it ... you really look like you've been ridden hard and put away wet!" he said with a grin. I had to grin, too, "You'll never believe it. I need to get some more sleep, now .... night" "Bull shit ... you're gone for a week and you say your sleepy! C'mon, fees up. Tell it all" he demanded "I'll tell you, but you won't like it. In fact, you probably won't like me after I tell you." I replied. "What'da mean? We're more than friends ... we're roomies. I know you and I like you, so don't be so dumb. Tell me!" he was getting pissed. So, I told him everything. Every detail, every guy in my mouth and my ass. It took a long time to relate the whole story and it was getting dark in the room when I finally finished. Jesse hadn't turned on a light and I couldn't make out the expression on his face. I was sure this would be the end of our relationship. "I .... ahhh ... I understand if you want a new roommate. I'll move out ... you can stay here." I added. He didn't move or say anything. He just sat there for several minutes. I was ready to cry. Brandon was a great guy and I had just confessed to being a slut ... a whore. I was sure he was disgusted with me. Finally he leaned over. Almost whispering, "We've gonna have to find a way to get you out of this." "I donno what can be done. He's got me and I'm scared he really will give that tape out if I refuse him" I whimpered. "Yeah ..... maybe .... Maybe I can think of something" he replied. He took me in his arms and held me very tight. We slept fully clothed in each others arms all night. Damn, now what was I gonna do about Steve?