SLUTTY WHORE SOUGHT BY HOT GAM MASTER 17
by GWMSUB4DOMGAM
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They laughed as they walked back to the car, jumped in, and drove off the way they had come over the bridge. I was totally speechless and shocked. They wouldn't leave me here stark naked with my hands cuffed behind my back and cum all over my face. They couldn't, could they? I watched as their car made the right run onto the highway access road, sure at any moment that they would stop and wait for me to run to them. They continued down the access road and onto the highway, gaining speed under the very bridge I was now watching them from in abject shock. I watched as their car disappeared into the distance, the red rear lights becoming smaller and smaller.
Shit, I thought. What the fuck am I going to do now. I'm stark naked and handcuffed about thirty miles from San Francisco with no money, no ID, no fucking way to get home. Shit! How could they do this to me. What the hell was I going to do?
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Fuck, fuck, fuck....I kept thinking to myself as I stood stark naked and barefoot with my hands cuffed behind my back on the highway overpass watching cars and trucks pass under me occasionally. I felt sick to my stomach. I could never get back home without being caught, arrested, and undoubtedly ending up in jail. There was miles of populated areas to walk through and a bridge I'd have to cross.....naked. There was no way I could do that. I was fucked!.
I had thought Master Kitagawa would drive back but as I waited for a long, long time no other vehicle exited the highway below me and nothing drove on the road I was standing on. My mind was racing to come up with some way out of this, to come up with some plausible excuse for when the cops arrest me as to why I'm stark naked, barefoot, handcuffed, collared, covered in cum and smelling of piss. I ran numerous scenarios through my mind, but nothing would explain this other than the truth if I was caught. I was a slutty fucking sex whore to a Master who had left me here because I had failed to meet him on time.
Resigned to my fate, I began walking over the bridge, back the way I had come. I would walk as far as I could, hoping to find a payphone at a rest stop to call a friend to come and get me. I'd have a very hard time explaining my condition, but I might be able to escape arrest if I could.....
A light suddenly hit my face and I was immediately blinded.
"Stand still" came a commanding voice, and I froze and I'm sure I physically flinched, with every muscle in my body tensing instantly and my heart skipping a beat. I looked away from the light to try to allow my eyes to adjust and to avoid the horrible embarrassment of whomever had just caught me.
"What the fuck" I heard and I was sure I was about the be arrested or the shit beaten out of me when I heard someone laughing.
"You fucking whore. Look at you" I heard. I glanced into the light which was now focused on my cock as I saw four people approach me. Slowly it dawned on me. Three were the friends of Master Kitagawa who had been in the club. The fourth was a black guy dressed in jeans and a t-shirt whom I didn't recognize.
I was relieved beyond belief as they swaggered towards me smiling broadly and playing the light of the torch over my entire body. My relief changed when the first to reach me slapped me hard across the face, while grabbing my collar and pulling me forward onto the ground in front of him. As I landed on the ground all four surrounded me kicking at me as I rolled on the ground trying to avoid their assault. They kicked me in the abdomen, in the thighs, in my shoulders and chest. The kicks were not enough to break bones, but they were hard enough to knock the wind out of me when they hit my solar plexus, and certainly hard enough to hurt.
Suddenly my collar was grabbed behind my neck and I was dragged over towards the railing of the bridge overpass once again, while the others continued to kick and spit at me. Pushed over the guard rail, my legs were kicked wide apart and two people held my arms on either side, pushing me down into the rail. I realized why when the belt landed square across my both ass cheeks, causing me to buck and cry out. A fraction of a second later another belt landed on my right shoulder and back, curling over my shoulder to whip at my chest. The two who were lashing me continued with blow after painful blow landing all over my legs, ass, arms, shoulders, and back. No matter how I flinched or struggled, there was no escape and all of my abusers seemed to be enjoying themselves as I whimpered and struggled with each belt strike.
My collar was grabbed again, causing my head to snap back and my back to arch, and I realized the belting had stopped, just as I felt the hard cock ramming at my ass, trying to find my hole. After four unsuccessful thrusts, the cock found its mark and thrust in one vicious impaling maneuver all the way inside me.
"Fuck the bitch man, fuck him ragged" "Rape his fucking ass dude" "Fucking whore
The cock in my ass pounded me hard, deep, and fast without any remorse or respite. The guys watching and egging on my assaulter by encouraging him to fuck me harder, use the bitch like the whore he is, fuck him deeper made my submission so much more complete. The guy fucking me was grunting on every painful thrust inside me, and I was grunting in unison with him, much to the amusement of the guys holding me in place. As Master Kitagawa had done before, after what seemed like hours of fucking me but was likely only around ten minutes, I was grabbed by the collar and pulled to my knees before my fucker, just before his cock spewed spurt after spurt of thick cum into my right eye, all over nose, forehead, hair, and into my mouth which was forced open by someone's hands.
The observers were cheering and high fiving, and jerking their own cocks as I was once again pulled up and over the railing. As I awaited the next cock which I knew would be using my asshole, I was suddenly stung by a hand landing on the inside of my right thigh with a loud fleshy cracking sound. I yelped and jerked as the four of them chuckled and held me firm slapping me all over my ass, thighs, legs, and swiping at my own cock and balls. I felt someone move behind me and in one quick thrust my hips were grabbed and the hard cock forced its way inside me. This guy fucked like a ram rod. Pounding at incredible speed as though he only had a few moments, but he kept fucking, and pounding, and fucking. Once again, I was pulled by the collar off the railing to allow this fucker to cum. He forced his cock into my mouth before stroking six or seven more times and shooting deep inside my mouth, causing me to gag as I tried to swallow it down.
They laughed and told me to choke on it as he finally stopped filling my mouth with his cum, but he quickly followed up his cum with his piss, holding my head against his dick to prevent me from pulling away. I gulped as fast as I could, but there was no way I could swallow the torrent he was releasing and much escaped from my mouth, running down my chest. They laughed and tormented me about not drinking all of what my abuser was offering me, but quickly pulled me back to the railing ready for the third guy to fuck me. I half expected to be beaten or abused again, but this guy simply stepped in, grabbed my collar, and drove his cock deep inside of me, developing a pounding rhythm which drove in at various angles, making me squirm with almost every thrust.
"Bitch likes to dance" said a voice very close to my right ear.
"I like seein' the bitch dance like that"
Once he was ready to cum, I was again pulled from the railing to the feet of my abuser and my mouth was forced open in front of him. Almost the moment my mouth opened, he blew his cum into my mouth, with a few spurts hitting me in the face. Back up to the rail and the final guy thrust into me, but this guy was much bigger and thicker that the others before. He trust in slowly but determinedly, causing me to groan as much in pleasure as in pain. He drew all the way out and thrust all the way into my ass again and repeated this time and time again. Every now and again he would reach between my legs and squeeze my balls to make me flinch and squeeze my sphincter around his cock as he stroked in.
After an eternity of fucking me, slapping my ass and squeezing my balls for his pleasure he pulled out and dragged my by my collar of the railing, throwing me onto the ground in front of him, rather than onto my knees. As I way awkwardly on my back I saw him pull off the condom from his enormous black cock. The black guy from the club we had seen earlier. I had just been fucked by a guy who was playing the part of a slave just hours earlier. His cock exploded with large streams of cum, cascading down all over my face, chest, and hair. Without thinking I opened my mouth to capture as much of the wonderful liquid as possible. All laughed at me as I did so.
My eyes and face covered in his cum I felt my collar in the front being grabbed and head a click. Pressure on the front of the collar made me realize a leash had been attached and I was pulled up to my feet, my eyes still closed and covered in drying sticky cum. I was pulled along the road by the leash, grabbed by hands, lifted into the air and laid horizontally onto a cold metal platform which I soon realized was the bed of a pick up truck. I was dragged along the metal bed of the truck and head the sound of my leash being fed through what I assumed was a D ring on the side of the truck.
Warm liquid hit my back and head and I realized they were pissing all over me as I lay in the truck.
"This should keep you warm for a while bitch" "Make sure you wash his hair"
I felt the truck rock as they jumped out of the bed of the truck and I heard and felt them get into the cab, start the engine, then the truck began moving. Lying stark naked, collared, handcuffed, and wet with their piss and cum in the bed of the truck the wind hitting me as they drove felt very cold despite it being summer in California. As the cum on my face dried with the cold wind blowing across my naked flesh, I was slowly able to tease my eyelids open and look around. I realized I was lying stark naked in the bed of a pick up which did not have a camper shell. I was exposed to anyone who may be higher than the sides of the pick up truck. I was being driven down the highway, early in the morning, chained stark naked in the back of this pick up truck and exposed to the entire world. My cock hardened despite the cold wind blowing all around me and as we passed under each bridge that spanned the highway, I found myself hoping that someone would be
staring down at me. We did pass a number of tractor trailers, but no-one seemed to notice the cargo this pick up truck was carrying.
We drove and drove and drove, with me rolling around as the truck, finally crossing the Golden Gate bridge which was clearly identified by the soaring rust red steel superstructure. We finally exited the highway and began driving through San Francisco streets. I saw buildings and street lights above me which exposed me further to anyone who may be looking out of any of those countless dark windows we were driving by. We stopped at traffic lights, waiting for red lights to turn green and weaved our way through the city, with my cock throbbing and leaking in the back of the truck as I was transported naked and chained like a true slave to my unknown destination.
At last the truck stopped and I head the doors open. One of the Asian guys from the club jumped into the bed of the truck and unclipped my leash from the side of the truck. He pulled me up to my feet in the back of the truck and I realized I was fully exposed, directly under a bright street lamp, still naked, collared, cuffed, leashed, and barefoot. I saw a vehicle behind the truck and realized quickly it was Master Kitagawa and his three friends. I was told to jump down from the truck and was dragged by the leash to the trunk of Masters car before being forced into it once again. The trunk lid was slammed closed and I heard muffled voices and laughter outside for some time before the car began moving.
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