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This is M/M s/m b/d ruff-stuff
THE PHONE CALL...
I got the call last night, no warning just "I'm in town -- be here!". Instant hard-on!! My heart beats double time as I try to get my shit together to meet him. Shit, the freeway is stopped dead, I'll try surface streets but I'm really going to be late. Oh well, punishment for tardiness is not to bad, and I do deserve it. By the time I get to the door my shirt is soaked with sweat, my dick is hard, and I'm scared. How far tonight?? Will he go to far this time?? One knock as instructed and wait. The door finely opens, "Get in here boy" is all I hear. It's dark and I can't see him, but some how he can see me. "Strip off those smelly clothes boy, and get cleaned out. Use the hose in the bath room and be quick about it, I don't have all night!" I finish in the bath and go to him. As soon as I'm in the bedroom he's on me, all over me, one arm twisted behind my back, pushed to my knees I surrender to him. "I'm sorry I'm late" I plead, the traffic was stopped on the 405 and "SHUT-UP BOY! Did I give you permission to talk? SMACK he hits me on the side of the head.
Shit, I think, he's in a mean mood this time. "No Sir, sorry Sir" I reply. "BULL SHIT, sorry my ass, I'll make you sorry. Get on the bed." He ties me spread eagle face down, tight, I can't move and all ready my wrists are starting to hurt. He takes my jock from the bath room and gags me with it. Gag is right, I haven't washed that thing in weeks. Then it starts, first kind of slow and easy. Up and down my back, ass, and legs with his belt. I love his belt and he knows it, to a point that is. I squirm around a little pushing my ass up trying to relive the tension on my arms. SMACK !! SMACK!! SMACK!! Three fast and hard ones across my up raised ass. I can feel the welts coming up all ready. " Like that do you boy?" he asks. "MMppHH" is all I can reply with, except I push my ass up higher for more. That was to much of an invention for him, he grabs a butt plug, greases my hole and jams it in. "You keep putting that ass in the air and you'll find more then a plug in there" he warns. Back to the belt, slap, slap, slap, not to hard, kind of a tease. Slap, slap, slap, come on I think, lets go. I push my ass up as far as I can, SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!! I see red, my head is spinning and my ass is on fire. "MMMMPPPHHH" SMACK!! SMACK!! "LIKE THAT, DON'T YOU BOY? That's a good start, but I'm hungry."
He unties me and pulls a chair to the center of the room. He bents me over the back of the chair, he ties my feet to the back legs and my arms to the front legs. He loops a cord around my balls and ties it to a rung on the chair. He puts the blind fold and jock gag back on and picks up a paddle about two feet long and five inches wide. "Just a few quick ones before I go eat" he says. SMACK!!! My ass explodes, my cock jumps up, dripping cum. "You like that to much, I'll see you later" and I here the door open and close. He left me like this!
God, I feel like I've been bent over this chair for days. Can't see, can't talk or even yell for help. This is not fun any more. I wish he would come back and let me go. That butt plug feels like a phone pole up my ass and every move pulls my balls about to my knees. It must have been an hour later that I heard a key in the door. "Well, having fun yet boy? he asked as he walked into the room. To bad you missed dinner, it was great." He was standing in front of me, his well packed crotch inches from my face, gently patting my head. "Ready for the real fun to begin?" he asked. I could only nod yes. He removed the blind fold and gag and pressed his growing crotch to my face. "This trip is going to be a little different the before" he said. "Do you have any plans for the weekend?" I looked up at him, knowing what was coming. "No sir, I'm free till Monday morning." "No your not," he snarled, "you mine till Monday morning. You think you can do what your told now?" he asked. "Yes.....I'll do anything you say, just please let me up from this chair." "I will," he assured me. "when I'm ready to." He moved around behind me and rubbed my ass.
His playing with the butt plug was starting to get me going again when he suddenly jerked it out and replaced it with three fingers. "That ass is going to get a good workout this weekend." he said, pushing what felt like half his hand in. I tried to pull away, but he pulled back on the cord around my balls. "Just be still, your not going anyplace." He gave me a hit of poppers and keep working his hand into my ass. My cock jerked up and down, dripping pre-cum like a leaky fire hose. Suddenly a hot flash passed through me as his hand forced its way into me. "Oh god", I cried as he worked it deeper and deeper. "I've never felt anything like that before." "You talk to much boy" he said as he pulled his hand from my ass. "I'm going to teach you some manners."
He released me from the chair and put a collar around my neck. "That's just to remind you of your position around here. Don't even think of taking it off, Understand?" "Yes Sir," I answered in a soft voice,"thank you." I dropped to my knees before him and pressed my mouth to his crotch. "Eager for that cock ain't you boy? Well, your going to earn it before you get even a taste of it." He pushed my away and reached for a leather strap nearby."Turn around" he ordered. He tied my hands behind me at the wrist, the at the elbow, pulling my arms together. "That feel good?" he asked. "Oh yea, I answered, it always feels good when you tie me up." That's good, he replied, you're going to stay that way for the rest of the weekend."
Some times I think the old saying "Be careful what you wish for, for you will surly get it" does have a ring of truth to it. I often fantasized something like this, but the reality is another thing altogether. This is not the same as a one night stand, playing at the master/slave game, its real. I came here for a night, spent that night trying to sleep, which was impossible with my arms tied back, while he slept all night in the bed next to me. All I could do was lay there on the floor and think about what might happen to me today. Finally, as the sun was peeking over the city, he awoke, his morning piss hard on thrusting up from his groin.
"Morning boy" he said, patting my head."sleep good?" I pushed myself up to my knees, "Yes Sir", I replied. "You are full of it, ain't you boy, nobody sleeps good tied like that." He sat up on the edge of the bed, his legs spread and is rock hard cock pointing at me. "Still ready to play?" he asked. I just nodded yes. "Good, I think your ready for lesson one." He reached out and grabbing a handful of my hair, he pulled me toward him. "You couldn't wait for that cock last night" he growled in that deep voice he uses when he wont's something.
"Open your mouth!" I did, and he guided my head to his pole. I started to suck, but he stopped me, saying" Just hold it in your mouth, and don't move. He was caressing the sides of my head when it started. First just a twitch of his cock, then the first few drops of piss hit my tong. I tried to pull back, I've never drank piss before and was not sure I was ready for that. "Oh no you don't he snarled", grabbing me by the ears,"your going to take every drop." Then he let go, a hot jet of piss hit the back of my mouth. I gaged, but managed to swallow. He just held on tighter and let it flow. After the first shock, I found it not to be as bad as you might think. I had trouble keeping up with him, and piss dribbled out of my mouth, running down my chin and dripping to my crotch. It felt like liquid fire hitting my cock, and I was instantly hard.
Finally he finished, pulling his meat out of my mouth, "Not to bad for a first time, he said but I think you need a little more practice". He reached down and grabbing both of my feet, he lifted my legs until I was bent over, my cock right in front of my face. "Now it's your turn, PISS" he commanded. He grabbed my cock and pushing down on my up-raised legs guiding it to my mouth. I had to piss bad, so it didn't take much to get it started. He let it flow all over my face before he grabbed my chin, pulling my mouth open. "Drink it" was all he said as he pointed the stream at my mouth. I swallowed every drop, and when I finished he released my legs, letting me sit up. "That's a good boy, he smiled, again patting my head. I think your going to do just fine." I looked up at him sitting there with that proud parent look of his and I knew he was pleased with me. Sure am glad I answered that phone call..
After our morning piss, he released me and we went to shower. I washed him, first with my tongue then with cloth and soap. When he was clean, he turned to me and grabbing a hand full of my crotch hair, he pulled saying "I don't like this at all, time to make you back into a little boy! He covered my crotch with shaving cream and reached for his razor. Scraping the sharp, cold steel blade over my cock I was soon hairless. He pulled my balls down in there sack and shaved the hair from them. Turning me around, pushed down on my head, bending me double and quickly finished by cleaning every hair off my ass. " That's better" he said, rinsing the cream and cut hair from my body."We'll keep the little patch on you chest, for a while anyway." He gave me a cock ring and ball stretchers, collar and set of restraints to put on.
So much for my hopes for breakfast, or so I though. He had cleared a long, narrow table of the lamps and toys and pulled it out from the wall."Just climb up here" He command," on you back." I laid down on the table but he grabbed me under my arms and pulled till my head was hanging over the end. Several ropes pulled my arms up on each side of my head, then down the end of the table my legs pulled tight and tied to the edge. "That looks better" he said rubbing my now hairless belly." But how will we get rid of this?" he grinned, pulling on the remaining hair on my chest and arm pits."I think I know a good way." he snarled.
Leaving the room he soon came back with a small pail and several strips of cloth. While heating the contents of the pail over several candles, he played with one of the candles, letting it drip over my now raging hardon. Soon the pail was ready, and he used a putty knife to spread the hot wax over part of my chest. Placing one of the cloth strips over the wax, he pressed the cloth in-to the wax and let it cool. The wax was not very hot and did not hurt like the drops that hit my cock earlier."There, that don't hurt at all, you can handle that can' you?" "Yes siaaaHHHHHHHHH I screamed as he ripped the cloth strip off my chest taking the wax and pulling every hair out with it. He did the same to each armpit, leaving me tender and completely hairless.
By the time he finished, I was sweating and panting from the pain, but my cock still pointed up, hard as ever. He picked up a small candle, about half the diameter of a pencil and rubbed it with some lube. Grabbing my cock, he pushed the candle into my cock hole till it reached the base leaving several inches sticking out. Using another candle, he sealed that candle by poring hot wax around the head of my cock where the small candle entered. No way could I push that candle out of my dick. He stuck several other candles to my chest, one on each tit the same way. Then he lit all the candles and sat back to watch. I could see my self in the mirror, my cock turned in to a candle stick, my smooth, hairless skin glistening in the soft light of the candles. Looked real hot till he started to use a buggy whip on my stretched out arm pits. Every time he hit me I jerked around causing the hot wax to drip down the candles, coating my cock, balls and tits with hot, burning wax. "I think you'll make a good center piece for breakfast like that" he exclaimed, as he called for room service. After placing the order, he walked to the end of the table, pressing his crotch to my face.
I struggled to get his meat in my mouth, the movement causing more wax to hit my tender flesh. "That's a good boy" he exclaimed, "suck that big dick" he commanded as he began to pump his throbbing member into my throat. At the same time, he took up one of the candles and dropped its hot wax over my chest and stomach. That just made me more eager to please him and the harder I tried, the more wax hit my body. Just as we were reaching a peak there was a knock at the door and he called out "come in" as he shoved his dick deep into my throat.
I think my heart stopped when I heard the door open. He pumped his huge dick into my throat a few more times, then pulled out allowing me to see who entered the room. SHIT! Its the kid from room service! He stopped at the hall by the bathroom, all most dropping the tray of food he was holding. He kind of gasped, but I could see he could not keep his eyes off my still hard cock holding what was now a very short candle. "Um...Where do you want this" he asked in a shaky voice. "Put it on that table" my man commanded, pointing to the table by the window. The kid had to walk right past me to get there and as he passed I could see a swelling in his crotch.
By the time he set the tray down, I could clearly see his growing erection pushing it's way down his right pant leg. "Like what you see here?" he asked the kid in his TOP voice. "umm...I.. ah.." the kid stammered, trying to hide his hard cock. "Come over here" he ordered the Kid, guiding him up so he was standing right in front of my face. I could see a damp circle growing around the tip of his hidden rod. I think I could here his heart beating, but it may have been mine.
My man stepped up behind him and running his hands down the kids chest he started to play with his cock. He unbuckled his pants and pushed they down to the kids feet. The kids cock sprang up, slapping him in the belly, a drop of shining pre-cum flinging off and hitting me in the face. His hairless balls hung close to his body, large for his age and looking great, just a few inches from my face."Go ahead, boy, have some fun" he said as he pushed the kid forward, jamming his crotch in my face. I started on his little boy ball, sucking both of them into my mouth and pulling gently. The kid moaned, rocking his hips around, his twitching dick pumping pre-cum all over my face. I let go of his balls and took his cock into my throat. The kid went nuts, pumping his hard dick into my throat as fast as he could. This got things moving around a bit, and I was quickly reminded of the candles still burning on my body. The hot wax was flying off the candle in my dick landing on my legs,balls and stomach but that just made me more eager for his load. It did not take long, the kids balls were already pulled high in there sack, and he grunted "Oh god, I'm..cumming!!" I felt his cock swell in my throat as he thrust as deep as he could, cutting off my air and filling my with his hot cum. Just then the candle in my dick burnt down and I could feel the wax coating the head of my dick start to remelt, getting hotter and hotter till I came, blasting the candle out of my cock with the first shot of my hot cum.
The kid pulled out of me and thanking my master pulled up his pants and left saying that's the best tip he ever got!
I got a pat on the head and a "Good Boy" from my man. Then he put out the rest of the candles and let me up to eat a well deserved breakfast
Free from the table with the distraction of the burning candles over, I found my mouth watering at the smell of the food the kid had delivered to the room. My master sat at the table and with a grin, motioned me over to him. "Ready to eat, Boy?" He asked with that evil grin of his. "Yes Sir" I replied, kneeling by his chair, the wax coating my body cracking and flaking off as I moved. He pulled a large dog dish out of the toy bag by his chair and picking one of the plates of food, he scooped the food of the plate into the dish and set it on the floor next to his feet. I didn't waste any time going for that dish, but as soon as I got my face over it, He lashed out with a Kick to my rib cage, knocking me half way across the room. " Did I tell you to eat, boy?" he shouted "When are you going to learn your place, shit head?"
I just sat there, tears of frustration running down my face, holding my aching ribs. He got up from the table, and in two steps was standing over me."You asked for this boy, and now you are going to take it! I don't buy the cry baby act at all!" He tied my arms behind my back and went back to his seat and resumed eating. Kneeling there watching him eat and smelling the food had my stomach growling and my mouth watering as I had not eaten since lunch the day before. He took a bite of the steak he'd ordered and chewing looked at me and asked," still as eager to eat?" I replied "Yes Sir" in a much subdued voice. He spit the wad of half chewed meat at me, hitting my face and bouncing to the floor. I didn't even think of going for it, but knelt there, looking at it and waiting for his command. He to clean it up, so I bent over ate it, licking the grease from the carpet. "That's more like it" he praised,"now crawl over here, you can have your food" he said, pushing my face into the dog dish at his feet. "Eat fast, you don't have much time!" I finish my meal as fast as I could, getting as much on me as I got in me but managed to keep it off the floor, fearing I would spend the rest of the day licking eggs and bacon grease out of the carpet.
When I sat up, he was holding a camera, and took a picture of me, egg face and all, "just to show a few friends what a pig you are" he said. He removed the ropes from my arms and sent me to clean up in the bathroom. It took some time to get the wax and eggs out of my hair, and while I was in there I could here him making a phone call. Don't know who he was talking to, but judging from what I could hear, I was in for a night that would make the last one look like summer camp!
Feeling refreshed by the meal and shower, I returned to the bedroom to find my master packing his toy bag, "bout time" he uttered in an throaty growl, rising and walking over to me. He had a small steal cock ring that he roughly squeezed around my tender cock and balls and followed with a iron ball stretcher that he locked in place with a padlock. A short piece of chain, no more the three or four links of 1/4 inch ran from the stretcher to an even smaller padlock that was passed through the "Prince Albert" piercing I have had for several years. This served to pull my cock head down to it's base, bending my cock in half.
The constant pull of the heavy ball stretcher was transmitted through the chain to the piercing and it was not long before my cock started to swell. The small lock prevented my cock from sticking straight out and reaching it's full, hard length, and the increasing pull on that tender area of the cock used for a "P.A." made maintaining a hard-on a painful proposition. " That should keep your mind pure and your hands off" He laughed "Get dressed, we're going for a little ride in the country today" he instructed, pointing to the boots, jeans and "t" shirt he'd laid out for me. He went back to his packing as I slipped in to the tight jeans, the metal and locks confining my cock and balls showing clearly through the worn denim holding them snugly against my thigh. Boots and shirt quickly followed, and we were ready to depart.
We walked to the parking lot where he stopped next to a black panel van and opened the side door."In you go" ordered following and closing the door behind him. The back of the van was completely closed off from the front by a wall with a small door to pass through to the drivers compartment. Retrieving a set of handcuffs from his bag, he locked my arms behind my back and to ring set low in the divider. With out a word he opened the door and climbed in to the driver's seat. Closing the door cutoff all light and as he started the engine, I settled myself as comfortably as possible for the ride. To where, I hadn't a clue.
The ride lasted for quite a long time, most of it felt like we were on the freeway, at a considerable rate of speed, but now I can feel the van slowing and the ride has become much rougher. A short time later the van stopped and I could here several voices exchange greetings and instruct my master to "Drive on through the gate and park next to that shed." The van started moving again, then backed a short distance and stopped. Suddenly the back doors flew open and though somewhat blinded by the intense light I could make out several figures standing around the open van doors.
"Nice meat" one of the men exclaimed. "Get him out of there and lets check him out!" My cuffs were unlocked from the wall and replace, locking my hands behind my back. I was pulled roughly out the back doors and found my self standing in the center of a circle of men, all of whom were dressed in leather. My eyes had adjusted to the light and as I looked around, I saw two other boys, both nude and bound, one to a stake set in a sort of corral, the other hanging by his arms from a beam sticking out from the top of the shed. Both looked like they had been thoroughly worked over before we arrived. A tall, rough look man in black leather chaps and a vest pawed at my chest and ass, ripped my shirt off and exclaimed, " No slave at this ranch covers his body", and pulling the remnants of my shirt off he pushed me to the ground, grabbing my pants and pulling them off with my shoes and socks. That seemed to be the signal the others were waiting for and all of them started feeling me, rubbing their hands all over my body, pinching my tits and balls and slapping my ass while my master should back and watched.
"Lets get him inside" said a short, stocky man in jeans, his hard cock sticking out of his pants. Two of them looped there arms through my and dragged my into the shed. Looking around I found myself in a dungeon much larger then any other I had see before. A collar was locked around my neck and I was pushed in to a small cell, complete with a steel toilet, bunk and very strong bars."Watch while we finish with that one" the tall man ordered, pointing to a young man I had not seen when I entered. He was suspended from a Roman cross, welts and bruises covering most of his body. As I watched, the tall man picked a short bull whip from several hanging from a rack and walking over to the boy on the cross. He lightly, almost lovingly stroked the boy with that evil looking whip, producing a whimper from the gaged boy. "You ready to take more pain for me boy?" he asked. The kid shook his head back and forth, his eyes getting bigger, an expression of real terror on his face. "To bad" exclaimed the man as he stepped back and swung the whip.
The whip struck the kid across his chest, sending a spray of sweat across the room. I could see every muscle on the boys body stand out as he strained against the bounds, a loud grunt was the only sound he could utter past the gag. He was struck three more quick blows, as hard or harder then the first when his head dropped to his heaving chest. The master working on the boy exchanged the whip for a long, narrow paddle about two inches wide. He rubbed the end of the paddle across the kids cock, and was rewarded with a large drop of pre-cum! The kid looked up at him and even with the gag, I could tell he was smiling at the man. "I thought you'd like this" he said, as he slapped the kids balls lightly with the paddle. Two slaps later, the kids half hard cock was standing straight up, pre-cum oozing from the tip, a long strand of the sticky fluid hanging down.
"Just take 5 blows from this and I'll let you down, ok? he asked the boy. He agreed with a nod of his head, and closed his eyes. "Wack" The first blow was a vicious swing, up between the kids legs, catching both nuts between the paddle and his crotch, sending his cock bouncing into his stomach from the force of the impact. Another glob of pre-cum stretched from his hard dick to his stomach. The kid inhaled deeply, but before he could make a sound, the second blow struck, swung across, striking just below his cock. The kid grunted again, sweat flowing from every pore on his body. WACK-WACK, Two fast blows, one on each side of his ball sack had the kid groaning through the gag. His body strained to break free of the straps holding him to the cross as his master gently rubbed the paddle across his chest, down to his crotch.The kids cock was jumping up and down, pumping a steady stream of that sticky lube, when the last swing struck the underside of his cock, the tip of the paddle hitting both nuts.
His cock seemed to take on a life of its own, swelling and jerking up and down until finally, with the kid making a gurgling, grunting sound deep in his throat, his cock exploded, spurting his hot cum several feet in front of him. The tall man smiled and stroking his own cock, stepped up to the kid and shot his load, hitting the boys face and chest. The master released the boy, lowering him gently to the floor. "Back to your cage boy, you did real good, but I think you need a rest" the man ordered. The kid crawled to the cell next to mine, and closed the door locking himself in. "Your next, new meat" he growled at me. We've got a good time planed for you!" He laughed as he left the room, leaving us alone.