A homophobic dude is abducted by a wealthy tattoo artist and made his personal slave in the reader submitted story from Painfreakdude.
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Tatmaster
by Painfreakdude
Series: Tatmaster
Al was just walking along a dingy place. He saw a sign that say's tattooslave. Al never liked tattoos cause it is dirty. Out of curiosity, Al entered the shop. It was dirty, smelly and he saw a tattoo artist browsing thru clients pictures. Hey dude! What's up, I am called tatmaster. Interested in getting inked? Al disgusted by the question answered back.... What do you think I am? A trash? A man whore???? Fuck you man!!!! And quickly bolted out of the shop... The tatmaster in his mind..... Trash... Man whore???? What the fuck..... I will get him one of these days. 3 weeks later, Al was drinking inside a pub . Drunk, angry challenging everyone in a fistfight. On top of his lungs, shouting... Faggots!!! Come fight me!!!! I don't care.... I am not afraid to die!!! I've been all alone. Come fight me to death!!!! Then came the bouncer. Gave him an upper cut. The next thing is Al is sprawled on the floor. He was about to be thrown out when a man ... The tatmaster , seated all along watching him intently like a wolf.... Waiting for the perfect time.... Shouted!!! Hey! That's my friend . Please forgive him. I will bring him home. Tatmaster carried Al on his back and before placing him at the back of his pick-up hogtied Al. Tatmaster got something inside the truck and returned with a syringe filled with a sedative. He injected it through Al's leg and said... Goodnight and see you soon. Tatmaster drove the whole night and reach an undisclosed private property. Not known to clients, tatmaster is a filthy rich guy with huge investments and tattoo is just a hobby. He is also a suppressed sadist! Whose dream is to have a slave! A slave who is not submissive. Tatmaster dreams of doing all possible things to elicit pain to unwilling victims. Never to masochist. Night passed, and morning came. Al woke up he was tied to a chair both hands and feet. He was in a dining room . Al shouted!!!! What the fuck ? Where am I? Hey faggots!!!! Where are you???? A voice came shouting ... What is your name? Al ! You faggot!!! Come out!!! I am not afraid of you! I am not afraid of dying!!!! Get me out of here!!! Out came tatmaster.... You!!! Said Al. Yes me! Tat master !!! Your tatmaster..... Fuck you says Al. Ha ha ha.... Fuck me???? Fuck you Al. Who said anything about killing, dying ? Tatmaster never said that! But that ... Al is going to be your most fervent wish!!! Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha! Seated in front of Tatmaster is Al. Tied securely in a wooden chair . Tatmaster walked towards Al. Slapped him hard . Al was stunned. Al threatened that he will shout for help. TM(tatmaster) laughs. We are here alone in my property! You know how vast this place is???? I have a mountain on one side , a stream on the other, miles upon miles of trees and grassland on both sides. This used to be the family estate and I have converted this into my playhouse... Dungeon for others, HELL for you Al. Come on , shout! Ha ha ha. TM went around Al. Admired his first and unwilling slave for conversion yet. Al has dark curly long hair, well shaved, and nice muscular body. A little short at 5'10 height . Stocky and burly. With flawless skin!!!! A perfect canvas TM thought. Al is now afraid. But still... Tough. TM tore of his clothes! Removed his shoes and socks. Hmm perfect soles! Too perfect for TM. So Al, be good or else!!!! Hungry? Al spits! TM started to prepare his food . Ate in front of Al. Bacon, eggs, coffee, bread.... Al felt hungry and ask for food. TM said, food in exchange for what? Hmmm I like your hair! Hmm how about food in exchange for your hair? Al shouted , faggot! Weirdo !!!! Al listen, I will only do things in exchange for something from you! Do not push your luck kid!!! Do you think that you can still get away from this place???? TM disappeared for a moment and came back with padlocks, chains and anvils(4) using a cart. Started to chain his hands and feet and anchored it to the anvils. Remove Al from the chair while Al is fighting TM to no avail. Al feeling helpless stared at the food.... I need strength , I need to eat . Ok! Ok! You get my hair in exchange for food. Ha ha ha! I knew it ! said TM. He went out , came back with scissors! He straddled Al. And started rough cutting his hair! Al now looks like unkept rag doll. Then slowly started shaving Al's head shiny as well as his eyebrows! He then allowed Al to eaton the floor, food splattered all around and Al ate them like a dog. And water was given to him in a dog bowl. With disgust and anger you can feel Al's hatred not fear. Before TM left, he came back and bound Al's hands with a leather band limiting the use of his fingers. .... See you Al. Hmmm what will you give me next time in exchange for food , water or comfort? TM threw Al a blanket to sleep on and cover his body with difficulty bec ause of the chains and bound hands. Good night Al... Hmmm I guess your Tatmaster will now have to call you....slavewhore.
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scotts60143 - June 7, 2020, 6:35 pm
Unique story and although short lots of info! Forgetting for a moment the forced slavery, there is something rather erotic about a good looking guy with a nice body and no tattoos being used as a blank canvas by a tattoo artist to do whatever he wants!