These stories are true with very little embellishment. If you happen to have been in South Florida and think you may have been one of these people I would love to hear from you again.
These stories deal with my introductions to male/male sex, encounters, and kinky girlfriends I have had.
My main goal is to find a woman who gets hot reading these stories, lives in south Florida, and would like a slave husband. I like cuckold, forced bi, bondage, housework, and all forms of bondage and pain. If you like chastity, you had me at hello. If you want a man to be your pee toilet, write me now at stupidbitch4slavery@yahoo.com
Each story shows how I have turned into a pain slave. Read and enjoy.
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MY FIRST INTRODUCTION TO MALE/MALE and the beginning of the path.
Was walking home one night near the beach down here. I was 22. A chick picked me up and we pulled over to talk. She listened very well all the time caressing my leg ( i was in shorts).
I was lonely, single, and it felt good. Eventually she touched my hard cock and pulled it out.
I knew something was different about her and as she stroked me she explained about tg/ts....and then started sucking me.
She told me I was submissive and a pushover and I was coming home to her place. She kept her hand on my cock the whole way.
She led me into her house and made me strip. She laid me down and played with me for quite a while. She fucked me with her very small dick then came on my face. Then she set her cock in my mouth and told me to masturbate.
I came all over myself.
She led me to the shower and I cleaned up. She opened her door and said I was a good bitch and too bad her roommate wasn't here to use me. Then she told me to leave and I walked home.
I was confused, had a very long walk home, and my cock was hard a lot of the way home.
MY SECOND MALE MALE Encounter
believe it or not, another tg/ts for my second. And another domme one at that. At the age of 23.
She was a waitress at the bar I worked at. Okay looks, nice tots. She wanted me to help her look for a new job one night, so she drove and we looked.
we made out a lot and she played with my dick a lot as we went from bar to bar.
We made it to her house and she became increasingly aggressive and was obviously in control as she had me strip.
Horny yet humiliated as I was naked on my knees and she was dressed still.
She lowered her top and let me suck her tits while using her feet to fondle me. Eventually I was begging to 'do her'.
She told me to lick her feet and toes while she thought about it. She said she might not be able to trust me. I begged to show she could.
She had me pegged I think, as a begging sub...lol
She brought out cuffs (cool i thought) and used them on me. Behind the back.
After some more mond fucking, teasing, and her almost naked she sprang her surprise.
I was shocked (it was pretty big). She slapped me and told me to prove how much I wanted her.
Soon I was on my knees sucking her. She was very verbal about how she wanted me to do it while fondling me a lot. She came all over my face after a very long time.
She spent the next hour or so fucking with my head and modeling clothes for me. I was handcuffed, frustrated, and so confused, and very horny. I said some things to piss her off.
She put my clothes around my arm, opened her door and told me to leave if I was going to be rude. She grabbed my balls and lead me out and shut the door.
After some begging in the middle of the night naked and cuffed on her doorstep she let me in. She had me worship her ass and tell her how beautiful she was.
She uncuffed me and pushed me out again. see you at work, night.
Confused I went home...then jerked off three times.
She quit a few days later and went to a better gig. I only worked with her once. I was ashamed and embarrassed. She took me to the back bathroom before work and threatened to tell everyone if I did not help her get off right now. I did and she came all over my face.
She made fun at me most of the night then it was over. I never saw her again.
My 3rd MALE MALE experience and intro to bookstores.
Around age 26.
Bookstore in hollywood, off 441.
Place was empty when I went, rainy night. On way home from work and was horny. I was gonna buy a mag or two, about all I ever did in those stores.
Then I saw the rooms and the movies they were playing. I asked the clerk about them, a heavyset Spanish guy.
He explained how it worked but I did not like the open door thing, he said I could rent a movie and watch in a private room. He talked me into the private room, one where i later found the lock did not work...lol
He picked out a movie, a bondage movie for me (I said I was into bondage.)
I went into the room and the lock did not work. But I sat there anyway. The movie started. It was a gay bondage movie. I opened the door and said that something was wrong.
He came over and I said the lock did not work and the porn was a gay porn. He asked if I was one of those damn bigots. I said no.
He came into the dark room with me. I remember the movie was at a cuffed blowjob stage and he tried to play with the lock. It would not work and he turned to me. He was upset that i did not like the movie. He told me to stay here and watch it and he would be back to fix the door. I said 'yes sir' and I think that was all he needed.
My dad was a very dominating man and I kinda submit to dominate men. He knew that. He told me people who watch these things take there close off and masturbate to the movies. He told me I should take off my clothes now. I protested but he coerced me into getting naked.
He said he would be back to fix the lock and the movie for me and he left...with my clothes!.
He came back after a while...I heard others outside the door and held it shut as it tried to open a few times. I did watch the movie and the bondage did turn me on.
The door opened and he stepped in. I had a hard cock, sitting and was naked. I was just frozen and did not know what to do.
He had me stand up and turn around. He handcuffed me and sat me back down. He pulled out his cock and made me suck him. I was stunned and just did as he said. I was horny, being dominated, lonely, and was into bondage, so I just let it happen.
I was not very good at it. He face fucked me a bit and I gagged a lot. He got mad and said I better do a lot better...he spit on my face and said he would be back.
He closed the door. I did not know what to do. The door could open at anytime and I would be hardpressed to stop it.
Luck was on my side as it seemed the place was still pretty empty and whoever was there had left...I do not know what would have happened if it had been busy....wow.
Anyway he came back stuck his dick out and said I better suck it right or I could be here all night.
I sucked him and still was not good enough for him. He face fucked me a bit and then left again.
He came back minutes later with a dildo (lucky I always liked to stick them up my ass anyway) and some rope. He made me lick the dildo and worked it into my ass. He told me to keep it there by sitting on it or 'else'.
He tied my cock and balls up. Then he said I had better suck him better and whacked my balls and my cock a few times. I paid attention and tried to give him a good blow job.
He finally came all over me...and lots of it too. I guess big overweight men have a lot of cum I thought.
He said I paid for a half hour for the movie and there was still 10 minutes left. He told me to not let the dildo out and he would let me go when my time was up.
I was cuffed, dick super hard, watching gay bondage (which obviously was me now too), with a dildo up my ass. I wanted to cum so bad...all I could smell was his cum all over me.
He finally came back, set my clothes on the dirty ground and a key on top of the monitor. He said I had 3 minutes to leave or 'else'...he then spit on my face and threw my wallet on the ground. He said he took out 20 bucks for the merchandise and 50 for the shitty blowjob. Called me a whore and told me to leave. He was very big and angry so I did.
I got home and felt dirty yet fantasized in later years about what would have happened if it was a busy night or he was a BDSM guy for real....
Part 4
So I have had three experiences of a m/m or m/tg by the time I was 26.
Each one was me as a submissive. I learned that I loved dildos, loved humiliation, and loved being in a spot where I was not in control.
I looked around for some more kind of action after those things.....and here is a taste of my adventures....
BOOKSTORE ADVENTURE
Lonely and horny, and before the internet, I spent a lot of cash on those porn mags and swinger books, but could never take the plunge and try to meet someone via the swingers mag.
Inbetween girl friends I would get horny and go to a bookstore and watch a movie, usually kinkier and kinkier. Loved the TS ones and the bondage ones. Although I think I would not make a pretty girl I always masturbated to the idea of being the one being screwed. Gay films turned me on cause I saw myself kneeling and giving the blowjobs. Straight films I saw myself getting ganged by men.
As I sat in there a knock would come on the door.
My first visit for the purpose of cock sucking was at an old bookstore on broward blvd.
I quickly learned that I was not into having someone blow me as I tried it but felt awkward. I masturbated and left.
My second attempt there was different as I knelt down on my knees and left the door open. I also handcuffed myself, fully dressed. I was scared yet very excited.
A man who later told me he was 'Kit' entered my booth and locked the door. He sized me up and saw the cuffs. He pulled out a pretty nice cock and just jammed it in my mouth. Using my hair as a handle he made me work it for him.
He was gentle and he was rough. The tokens for the machine ran out and he called me a bitch and said he needed more cash for the machine. He took off my shirt (it fell to around my arms and then he took my wallet and took the 20 in singles out and used some for the machine and put the rest in his pocket. He put the wallet back and started pumping me while watching his porno.
He was not too rough until he was about to cum. Then he put that cock down my throat. I almost threw up from the gag reflex but he was 'in the moment'. As I tried to breath and my eyes watered, he started cumming in my mouth (i did not swallow) and then squirted on my face. It was not a lot of cum like the first time at the bookstore, but it was enough to make me feel dirty and horny.
Cuffed, I stayed kneeled in front of him. He said he lived on the west coast and told me his name. He said he liked slave boys (first time I realized I must really be one) and wished I lived near him so he could collar me.
He said I made a big mistake, one big one. i asked him what. He said that whenever a whore like me is used to make a real man cum, that whore should thank the man for the pleasure. He told me to thank him now. I did. I said something along the lines of 'thank you for letting me blow you Sir'. He laughed at me, slapped my face pretty hard and said good whore.
He left (with my money). I was kneeling kinda stunned at all this and really horny when a very fat man come in and closed the door.
He was shaking with excitement it seemed. He just dropped his shorts and his very fat cock popped out. Not really long, but longer than me...probably 8 inches. He sat in the chair just buried my head, without asking or talking, into his crotch. He would put some money in the machine and just kept me there sucking until he wanted more....He pulled out a condom and had me stand. He turned me around and dropped my pants. Oh my god I remember thinking. He used some spit and put it in my ass from behind. It hurt, but thanks to playing with didldos a lot, he went in okay. He pumped me fast, I just kinda froze, my eyes wide, as he humped til he pulled out and came on my ass and back.
He left and I decided I had better leave. I got the key out of my back pocket and undid the cuffs. I locked the door and immediately someone tried to open it. I was scared and horny, so I watched the end of the movie while I jerked off.
The movie ended and I realized I had no money to continue it. I was standing there with cum on my face, lots of it, no shirt, pants around my ankle and hard as a rock. I was still dealing with what happened and still jerking when the store employee started banging for me to put money in or leave.
I jumped out of my skin. I pulled up my pants and threw on my shirt. He banged again so i opened the door to leave. He stood there and a line of guys were mulling. Everyone was looking at me. My dick was still semi hard (I had not cum yet) and my face was obviously wet, my clothes had wet spots. I walked out as quick as I could with all the older men staring at me.
I got in my car and drove home, The smell of cum was an odd one and my mouth still tasted of stale cock. When I got home I just sat on my biggest dildo and jerked off twice thinking about what I did.
Part 5
My First Girlfriend
Going back in time a bit, the last post was in my late 20's....this is around 24 now...
I had dated a few girls. Mostly just short flings as they used me for sex (I am good) but did not want a relationship. One thing they all had in common was a desire to have me service their pussy after sex and a desire to stick a finger in my butt (or a small dildo) during oral sex.
I finally met an older woman, some 14 years older then me. We started going out and the same thing happened as with the others...anal sex with toys and servicing her after sex. we did not use condoms as she used the sponge so although I did not like it, I was licking my cum as she orgasmed a few times. I always seemed to end up with a plug up my ass for this part..
She introduced me to a little toilet work. She started peeing on me in the shower and always when I was horny. eventually I was jerking off as she sat on the toilet and peed while I tried to lick her a bit. You know where this led...eventually each night I would drink her pee...while I jerked off. She would not let me come though.
I did lick her ass clean towards the end of our relationship, but that was when she was really into using me.
It was an odd relationship and I only saw her a few days a week. I later found out she was cheating on her husband and I was her boytoy. She talked me through it and I accepted it. We got more into bondage.
She liked to tie me up in the early afternoon on an off day for me. She would come back after shopping or meeting her husband. She did this a few times. She alwyas seemed to have sex with him before she came over. I got used to his cum.
She introduced me to real man/man sex as that was all she talked about doing to me. Whenever I was coming she made sure i had a dildo up my ass and had me say how much I wanted to suck cock and get fucked.
One day she tied me up at my apartment on an ottoman. She said I would get fucked today and I knew what that meant. I was young and horny and tied up...I was scared too.
She blindfolded me. She ate some food and watched tv as her foot played with my dick. A knock on the door and I heard two male voices..I was scared and silent.
They laughed and made fun of me and touched me everywhere. I was getting hornier and worried too. It was an odd time for me.
Without any warning a cock entered my mouth and he said I better do a good job. She said I will learn to do it right as I heard her vibrator going. Almost right away a cock was probing my ass and went in. He just started fucking me. I was grunting and gagging as the other man kept trying to push it down my throat. They kept this up for a while and they were saying some rude things too.
Eventually it was over as cum poured onto my back and all over my face.
They got dressed and headed to the door..she took off my blindfold but I was not facing the door. She showed me my wallet and took out a few hundred dollars. She said she had to pay the escorts...and then they left.
We talked for along time that night and she finally let me come. I was so afraid as they knew where I lived and I did not know who they were.
She said she should rent me out as a slave to fat old men and made me cum to that vision for a while.
She never did it though and she became more abusive and demeaning. Our relationship lasted about 1 1/2 years. She never brought another man into it, but I always had to lick her husbands cum up when it was there...and the plugs, strap on, and piss training kept up.
Finally she said it was over.
I was devastated, horny, and seriously needing someone..... She came to me about 3 weeks after the break up....and she was a not so close friend of my 'ex'
Part 6
BLACKMAILED BY BOOKSTORE ENCOUNTER
So back up to my late 20s.
Recap: had a few bi experiences, had a few girlfriends who did some forced bi stuff, and visited the bookstores a few times to give blowjobs.
I guess something about me gives people the idea they can do what they want to me sexually...and they seem to do it..and I seem to like it.
A man I met at the bookstore that used to be on broward blvd was an interesting meet. He was very dominant when he came in and I was extremely horny and compliant. He was one of only a few there. He asked me about being sub and about leather stuff as I sucked him. He got me naked and played with me. He wanted my number so he could play with me again. As he had my balls gripped he told me to give him a business card. I was not ready to do that but he insisted with a big squeeze.
He got the card and put me on my knees. He gently face fucked me and then came in my mouth. I did not swallow and he knew it....but he laid his cock in my mouth and kept gently pumping as his cum squished out.
He wiped his cock on my hair (it was longer then) and he said he would call me, used my real name...and said I should tell him my real address or he would visit me at work.
I told him my address as I was scared.
He called the next day and said to meet him at the bookstore or else. I was worried and horny..and I was young. Why not? No one but him knew.
I arrived and waited for him. It was a bit busier and many men came on to me as I stood there with my head down, trying not to be recognizable. He finally showed up and took me into a booth.
In the booth he had me drop my pants. He added a cock ring/strap thing (which felt good) a leather collar with a leash and a pair of thumbcuffs.
Next thing I know he is leading me out of there, dick hard, hands back (my pants he had put back up...lol).
He drove me to his house, and had me suck his dick all the way there. I was high on sexual frenzy and being used. I think then I realized it was not gay or straight that turned me on, it was being used as a sex opbject.
He brought me in and tied me fairly secure to the bed frames, naked, face down. He sat down straddlig my face and basically stuffed hi cock down my throat. As he held my head there and I struggled with the position, he introduced me to his roommate..or should I say Another pair of hands introduced them selves to me.
They both ended up fucking me and getting blowjobs. They switched back and forth, no condoms so there dicks were dirty.
Finally they jerked off on me.
He said I was a good bitch and they let me get dressed. He called a cab and had me blow him while we waited.
I took the cab back to the bookstore (quite a ride, 20 bucks for the run). It was embarrassing as I could smell the sex on me and where he was taking me was obvious.
I drove home, still hard from being used and screwed like that. I got home and used a big dildo in the bathroom while I played with myself and read bondage mags.
Thank god he never took too much advantage of my need to be discrete. He could have done so easily. He made me visit him a few more times, so his roommate and he could have a good time. He would come and pick me up and I would blow him all the way to his house.
His favorite games including tying me, binding my cock, never letting me come, and having him and his roommate screw me, gag me with their cocks, spank me, and eventually....piss on me in the bathroom. He would tell me fantasies about whoring me out to others and such, but eventually he just stopped calling. I think he liked the 'meeting a stranger' more than he wanted a slave, and I probably bored him..at least that is the feeling I got.
I do not think he was comfortable with the power he had in sorta blackmailing me to do his bidding.
Me, I was happy to not be in that position. Blackmail is an awesome control mechanism to completely own someone and he had me down. Nowadays with modern recording tech he could have completely owned me against my will...
Not that a situation like that would not be a great fantasy...and I have masturbated to it a lot. It was and is very scary to lose so much control....yet very exciting too..
Part 7
SELF BONDAGE BEGINS IN EARNEST
Well... as I got to 27 my interest in bondage was becoming incredible. There was no internet and I only had a few magazines to go by.
I slowly went to different shops/bookstores and even fallen angel to buy stuff. It is at fallen angel where I found awesome dildos and lots more hardcore bondage stuff.
Between girlfriends and a few trips to the bookstores I did a LOT of self bondage. I was afraid to go to the bookstores much and it was hard to find a woman that would be into this stuff.
I would spent intricate amounts of time tying my body parts up, usually in a homemade hogtie of chains (so I could not get out) and lockable items.
I would put all the keys in the garage, lights off in the garage and in the house, except for the room I was in. I would then use chains to lock ankles together, around my waist and lock the ankles to my back and such. I would be leaning against the bed with only one hand free, the other already bound with the back chain. A big dildo was inside me and my cock was tied up. I used a chain through a hole in the big dildo to force it to stay.
I would usually add as many clothespins as I could to my balls and cock, then my nipples...then the extras I would place anywhere.
I would add a hood that I would wrap on with duct tape so I could not see and not breath easy.
The best thing I ever did to really get me stuck was to do this in the bathtub and put really harsh gator clamps on my nipples, wrap the chain around the handles in the shower, then attach to the other nipple.
I would now put my hood on and lock my hand behind me.
The bathroom and the bedroom were very far from the garage.
My first problem, hooded and clamped, was to figure out how to lay down (or in the case of the bathroom get the clamps off my nipples and crawl out of the tub.
It would take time and I would rip my nipples a bit, but I would get them both off and crawl out of the tub.
I was never able to safely make it down to crawl to the other side of the house. I always hit my side though, but all the clamps and clothespins really hurt when they move at all.
It would take me a long time to get there...sometimes too long. My dick and nipples would hurt so much, especially when I rolled on them.
Eventually I figured out how to easily get to the garage door and was able to use my mouth to open it...(the handle was not round).
It hurt, but I could do it well after a dozen attempts over the months. I would get one hand free, take the clothespins off my cock only, then cum. I did this as now I had to take everything else off and it was very painful. I would usually masturbate when free.
To make it harder I added something that made it almost impossible. I thought I was stuck and it took me forever to get out...
I had a gym set in the garage...so I brought a 45 pound weight and chained it to my legs, trailing about 3 feet. I also took the keys (each lock had a different one) and opened the garage and just blindly whipped them into the air, in the dark....
It literally took me hours to get to the garage.. I could barely move the weight at all and I did really bind myself well. I was so tired and in so much pain. I had to rub the clothespins off of my body so I could move without major damage...that took a long time and really hurt.
When I finally made it to the garage I realized how bad it was.
(note, if I ever do things like that I try to tell a friend in the know and have them come over at a special time if they do not hear from me..)
I knew the general direction of the keys and I knew my garage well...however , the weight got stuck alot and my cock and nips really hurt on the concrete.
I finally found the keys to unlock my one hand and release my legs from my back. I was so tired I fell asleep there with the dildo still locked in.
I woke up a few hours later...it was morning...I was in so much pain....and so horny still..I jerked off and got loose.
This, along with my partners abusing me alot led me to understand I can take pain, and get off on it.
To this day I wish someone would do things like that to me, but instead of me finding the keys, the keys would be with the Mistress/Master while they are at work....great fantasy.
I still tie myself up these days, mostly CBT stuff and some dildos...but I would rather save it for someone really sadistic, thus here I am hoping to find her/them