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Strong tells the true deeply personal story of his first gay bondage experience at 18 with a jock crush named Chris.

Strong’s First Bondage Experience
by Strong

The following is a true story of what my first real experience with another boy was like, and my discovery that I was into BDSM, both happened at once. We all have natural desires and behaviors in each of us. It takes the brave to discover this and act on it. I started in kink at 14 and studied and read on it for 4 years. At 18 I acted on it. This true story is my first experience in domination, prior to this I had only read about it and seen certain videos I would watch late at night online. It also was my first sexual experience with another male. I hope you enjoy this very personal story. To protect the identify of the male sub in this I will just call him Chris. This year (2015) marks my 20th year of experience with BDSM.

I came out at 18 and was one of the few out guys into guys at my high school. Even before I came out I knew I was into bondage. I was a big nerd and jock who also enjoyed performing. My step father was in the military so I moved often, for awhile I was in JROTC too. (Being tall, lean, athletic looking with blue eyes and short blond hair, uniforms naturally looked good on me 😉 ) When I was 18, I had my first experience in bondage with a guy who was also my first kiss. The guy, whom I will call Chris, was a tall, athletic jock. He was part Latin and part white (two of my favorite types of men mixed in one) who had a great smile and was quiet and observant. He too was a nerd on the inside who also worked out. Chris and I knew one another from choir and sports.

One day after a hard work out on the field after school, I was changing when Chris walked in from lacrosse practice. (Besides lacrosse Chris was a very strong water polo player and also managed to fit in football as well) I looked at him and he made eye contact with me. Now Chris and I had a bond. As a result of a dare at a party, we had shared a kiss. After that I knew that the feelings I had for men were more than an experiment. Chris who at the time had a girlfriend (I did not know this) had a hard time looking me in the eyes since. When he came into the locker room he looked at me and said nothing. He opened his locker then took off his shoes and socks. He then sat down drank some water. I watched as the bottle touched his lips as he drank and sweat trickled down his well defined arm’s. After he finished his drink, he placed the bottle down onto the bench then turned to me and said “Did you hear we broke up?” I had nothing to say so turned and started to go through my locker. Chris walked over to me with a stern look. He closed my locker with some aggression. His 18 year old face had a confused, stern look on it. I looked back with my young blue eyes and said “Sorry to hear that bro. What happened?”

Chris’ eyes teared up a bit. He had a look of confusion. I grabbed him gently by the chin and tilted his head upward. I moved slowly with caution and then used my hands to rub his chiseled abs. When I met his lacrosse pads, I slid my hands under his padding and rubbed his nipples. He moaned and looked upward, tears still running down from his eyes. I looked down and noticed his body thrusting outwards towards me. I looked over at the clock on the wall. No one should be coming in here. My heart raced as I rubbed his nipples under his padding. I started to get hard. After several minutes of this I quickly pulled my hands out from under his padding and grabbed the back of his head. His scalp was shaved and cut short. I pulled him towards my lips. His tongue and mouth met mine. My cock became very hard. I used my leg to shove his legs open as I kissed him. Then I felt Chris pull me towards him with one hand but I hit his hand away and pinned both of his hands above his head. I was surprised he let me do this for he always seemed like the one who would be in control. But this felt right and he sure as hell was not saying no so I went with it.

After this moment had passed I pulled away from him and ripped his gym shorts down to his knees while I looked at him in his eyes. I rubbed his cup then pulled it out then got down on my knees and used my mouth to pull his jockstrap down. By this time he was very sweaty so the jock peeled down his defined thighs to his ankles with no problem. He was very hard as was I. I then stood up, our faces both had nervousness with a brief moment of now what. I looked down and saw his cock was hard as hell and dripped pre-cum.

“I have never done this before man” Chris said with fear and hesitation in his eyes. I said nothing and then did what felt natural for the both of us. I un-did the straps holding Chris lacrosse padding on. It fell to the floor exposing his defined, smooth, tanned chest. I quickly reached for his nipples, pinching and twisting them firmly. Chris moaned and tried to raise his hands but before he could say anything I launched in for another kiss and twisted his nipples more. He pushed me away then looked down and saw his cock was hard. I grabbed it and pulled him forward and said into his ear “First time for everything bro”.

I pulled Chris into the showers, as he walked he stumbled a bit as his gym shorts and jock were still at his ankles. As I tugged Chris along he moaned and was going to ask a question before he could speak it I slapped him in the face. I then saw several piles of used towels and long gym socks from a earlier practice sitting in a cart. I grabbed a handful of them and pulled Chris into the showers. Chris looked around as did I. It was dark, with a few floor to ceiling faucets the water would come out of. I pulled Chris over to a shower with one hand on his cock. I went to the far bar then threw the used socks and towels down. I pushed Chris onto the bar. I barked at him to remove his pants and jock fully. He complied. Chris was now standing completely naked. I then quickly grabbed several pairs of the socks and used them to bind his hands ankles together behind the bar. I grabbed another one and slowly stretched it out and tied it around his mouth positioning it to where his teeth would bite in front of it. I looked into his brown eyes with my blue eyes then lubed up my fingers with my spit and rubbed his exposed hole with my finger. His brown eyes widened as my index and middle finger went from rubbing to fucking his tight hole. Chris moaned and begged with his eyes and mouth. Because of his sock gag his words where just garbled.

After several minutes of this I saw something odd as Chris’ body began to shake. HIs face had a look mixed with fear and ecstasy. For he lost control of holding out on his true desires and had started to cum. I was unsure what to do so I let go of his cock and kept pushing on his prostate. Chris moaned and moaned. When done I pulled my fingers out of Chris’ hole. He moaned and almost cried and fell to his knees with his head facing down. I was very hard and saw that Chris’ cum had sprayed onto my leg and shorts. I used my left hand and wiped it off my leg. (There was a lot of cum) I then stepped back and saw this very well known jock who I had come to know my junior year in high school broken.

I walked over to him and pulled his scalp upwards firmly, his large dark eyes looked up at me, red from tears and sweat. He looked simultaneously thankful and broken. I knelt down and untied the sock gag then took my left hand and placed it on his lips making him clean the fingers that I had used to fuck his hole. Chris gagged as I pushed all the way back into his throat. I stood up and pulled down my gym shorts and jock and took out my white stiff dripping cock. Chris said “Please man” but before he could say anything more I shoved my cock in and raped his throat. He gagged and coughed as I thrust inward. He tried to pull his head away but my grip was to strong. His brown eyes looked upward at me and my blue eyes and blond head looked down at him. I then felt a rush and moment of truth I had never felt before as I unleashed my cum into his mouth. He moaned and pleaded as my DNA flooded into him. He tried to violently pull away but my grip was strong and I pulled him deeper onto my cock.

When finished I pulled out and collapsed onto him. His naked body held mine up. I held him in my arms, rubbed his scalp and neck. His head laid best as possible on my chest. He then looked up and me and whispered “thank you”. My eyes then let loose tears. This was the first time I had ever felt this. I had never done something like this before. Prior to this I had only kissed one guy, and that guy who I had a crush on just helped me open my more kinkier side. After that great moment, I quickly untied Chris then helped him to his feet. I turned the shower on and we rinsed off. Both saying nothing. After we’d showered, a few late stragglers came in from training mostly to piss. Neither looked at the other as we dried off and dressed. We then both left the locker room. As we walked across the empty quad of the school, we first said nothing but then I broke the silence with “It’s our secret okay?”

He stopped and looked over his shoulder both ways then kissed me on the cheek. He smiled and winked at me and then kissed me on the cheek again slightly tearing up as did I knowing what we had could not happen in our lives. Then he ran towards the parking lot towards his car. In my mind he was the kind of man I wanted to marry; kinky, clean cut, and athletic. Yet I knew sadly that would never occur.

After high school Chris and I moved on and lost touch. I heard he had joined the Marines. Life through rough circumstances forced me to leave San Diego and move up to Los Angeles.

Years later, I returned to San Diego for a friend’s wedding. This friend was a fellow kinkster who was marrying her husband. Before the wedding, I drove to a cafe in Carmel Mountain. In the cafe I randomly happen to see Chris’ ex-girlfriend. I awkwardly said “hello”. She said “hi” back then walked up to me to catch up. I am not sure if she had ever known what had occurred between us. But she talked about many things; her family, friends, her kids etc. But not Chris which I found odd. So I asked how he was doing or had she heard anything about him. She looked at me confused and in uncertain sadness and said to me, “You do not know?”

I shook my head no.

“Chris was killed in combat a few years ago”.

At that moment, I broke down on the inside.

What occurred between us was special and for that I would never forget it. When you have an experience in the scene, think of it as special for the bond we each have in this scene is something stronger than any normal friendship or relationship. No not all kinky friends are going to get married but the memory’s we can create for one another can be just as strong.

Strong

PS Apologizes for the bad grammar, I write these sort of late some times.

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A hunky delivery boy’s horizons are expanded when he screws up his delivery to a kinky gay couple’s home. A hot first story from new author Billy Mist!
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The Package
by Billy Mist

Years ago I was a package delivery boy. I was an average dude. I watched football with my friends, worked out at the gym and fucked a lot of girls. I fucked pretty girls. I fucked curvy girls. I even fucked models sometimes. Working in New York City gave me access to all types of women and I never said no. I’m 6’2 with tan smooth skin and blue eyes. My hair gets to be a very dirty blonde in the summer, tousled and highlighted subtly from the sun. I’ve been told by women that I’m a handsome guy, but I can never tell. I have my father’s strong jaw and my mother’s high cheekbones. I’ve been letting my 5’ o clock shadow grow in these days but back then my skin was smooth and taut. You could say my lips and mouth are wide and I wore a grin often. My ex used to tell me I had the most masculine hands. She’s right. I played football with these hands, caught passes, made interceptions. These hands were my ticket to stardom until I got injured on the field. I blew my knee out in a homecoming game and my pro career dreams were cut short. Those days I woke up early to run in the cool New York City mornings along the FDR. I took my time on my runs, looked out at the water. I liked to feel the sweat beading up on my forehead and then dripping down along my back and chest. I had a leaner body than I did in college. I was tall and tight. I admired myself often in the mirror, glancing over my wide shoulders and taut chest with tufts of hair. My long torso was defined from years of core work ending in a “v” at my pelvis. My arms hung down, veins defined, bulging and strong. I had strong thighs with a scar on my right knee and calves made of rock. Even my cock was something to admire. Ten inches of glistening pink meat surrounded by lush pubes. I liked to hold it in my massive hands in the mirror. Yeah, I guess you could say I was a stud.

There were times in college when I was playing ball that I was curious about other guys on my team. I would never have called myself gay. I couldn’t act on something like that. My friends would have been disgusted. I would have been tormented. But you could say I was curious. I guess I just wanted to know what it was like. I guess I didn’t know myself that well.

It all started when I got a new delivery route. It was the summer and it was hot. I was out partying the night before with some young college girls and took one home with me. She passed out after sucking my cock and I was pissed. I wanted to fuck her. Those days I wanted to fuck anything. I jerked myself off till I came and passed out. I woke up at 9:15 to her light snoring and panicked. My mouth was dry, I had a blaring headache and I was late for work. This was bad. This was really bad. I had already been warned a few weeks earlier due to complaints from a couple on my new route. They were a gay couple I delivered packages to. Begrudgingly. Well more than begrudgingly. I hated them. They lived in a brownstone in the West Village in New York City. They were rich and pushy. And I was just a delivery boy, delivering them their packages of high priced nonsense and strange things from strange stores all over the world. I was supposed to be a star, a pro baller with a hot blonde wife from the south and a brood of kids running around while I toured the country playing ball. Now I was a guy with an average job, picking up girls who never stayed the night when they saw my studio apartment in Spanish Harlem. Life wasn’t fair.

Plus, I knew that something weird was going on in their house.

Anyway, this couple had made a complaint about me a few weeks back because I had not so accidentally roughed up a package of theirs. I was in a bad mood. I may have kicked it around a little in the back of my truck but fuck them, I thought. Only now I was going to be in real trouble. I was late for my morning shift and that meant my morning deliveries would also be late. I rolled this little piece of college ass off me and woke her up, hopped in the shower and ran out the door after practically throwing her into the hallway.

When I got to work my manager was preoccupied. I got lucky or so I thought. I grabbed everything I needed and headed out to make the early AM deliveries first. I took at look at the first package and my stomach churned. It was them. Why did it have to be them? This was bad. I hated them and now they were going to get me fired, I was sure of it. With little choice, I pulled up in front of their perfectly manicure brownstone and got out of the truck, the package firmly held in my enormous hand. Before I could even ring the bell the door flew open and two men with furious looks in their eyes stood in the entry way. They were pissed. One of them was standing directly in front of me, his height rallying my own. He had glasses and dark eyes. His brows were thick and manicured and his forehead was high. He had shiny black hair and pursed pouty lips. Not a bad looking guy for someone I despised. Behind him was a shorter man with a smaller frame. He had a wide mouth with brown eyes and reddish hair that was pulled back neatly into a small bun. He had the most feminine features, but not unattractive. He looked delicate and yielding. His small nose and light freckles on his cherub cheeks made him look young. I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by the larger man.

“This is the second time you have been unprofessional. You realize we run a business out of this house and your failures cause us to fail in our endeavors? Your manager has assured me that if we were to be forced to complain about you again, they would let you go. Are you aware of this?” He stood motionlessly in the door frame.
I stammered out a response, both pissed off and now increasingly nervous that my night may not have been worth the trouble I was about to be in.

“ I, I’m, I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. I was delayed at the warehouse.”

“Do I need to remind you that at this point it doesn’t matter what you say? I have no reason to not pick up my phone right now and end your failed career as a delivery boy. This package you were supposed to deliver is a very valuable item that I purchased for a very special event, an event that was supposed to be taking place this morning. And now that event has been canceled, costing me not only the thousands of dollars in lost revenue but also the client who otherwise would have been spending an exorbitant amount of money with my services.” He said his words very deliberately to me, very sternly. I was starting to sweat. I hadn’t saved up enough money to float my rent for the next few months. My parents were back in the mid west and I would be up shits creek if I lost this job.

The dark haired man turned to the smaller man and barked at him to prepare a pot of coffee. In the oddest manner, the smaller man quietly acknowledged him and walked away silently to the massive French country kitchen towards the back of the first floor. Then the dark haired man moved aside and motioned me to come into the house. This wasn’t the norm, so I hesitated, at which he held up his cellular phone and I understood that I was going to be entering their home. He motioned towards the package in my hand and picked up a letter opener. My heart had started to race even more and now I could feel the sweat beads on my forehead start to move downwards along my temples. This didn’t feel right.

“You will accompany me downstairs with this package and you will open it in front of me so I can be sure you haven’t played soccer with my merchandise this time, do you understand?” he asked me gruffly.

I nodded, terrified. I’m a big boy. No one has ever made me feel nervous in this manner. I was sure I could take the little one, but the man ordering me around was slightly larger than me and with both of them combined I wasn’t sure what they could accomplish. He was still brandishing the letter opener. He pointed to a door under the massive oak staircase to the left of us. This felt wrong, very wrong, but it happened so quickly that before I knew it I was turning an antique brass knob and there was a flick of a light switch and I was heading down some narrow stairs to a very dimly lit room.

When my eyes adjusted I could see various things on the walls. There were black leather masks, canes, whips, handcuffs, leather cuffs, gags of various types and some belts that I had never seen before. I turned to the man, white as a ghost now and put my hands in the air.

“Look man, I don’t know what you want from me but I’m not comfortable with this and I should leave.” I stammered out.

He laughed at me. “That’s fine go” he said, “I can call your boss and let him know what’s happened here and we can never see each other again.”

The smell of coffee wafted down the steps. The smaller man was holding a silver serving tray with what looked like a pot of coffee and two cups. He served myself and the larger man without looking up and then oddly sat in the corner on the floor as if waiting to be told what to do next. I sipped the coffee. It was strong and hot.

The larger man motioned for me to open the package. He handed me the letter opened. Relieved, I did what I was told. I cut away the tape slowly and pulled out a velvet case. Inside the case were two objects I had never seen before. One was what appeared to be a small shaft like object with balls of increasing width and the other was yet another crystal object, round, with straps on it.

“Do you know what these are?”, he asked. I shook my head. I was starting to feel loose, lightheaded. I began to worry that perhaps they had put something in my coffee “These are pure crystal. One is a ball gag and one is a beaded anal probe. They are very expensive. Have you ever used anything like this?” he asked me pertinently. Of course I hadn’t. This wasn’t something I was into. I shook my head no yet again. My head became lighter.
“ I’m going to make a deal with you,” he spoke sternly like I was a child “ I’m going to get my money’s worth from these since you have destroyed what chance I had this morning. So, I’m going to use these on you. I will not call your boss and I will not mention this again. But I am going to show you what it means to fuck with people. I am not asking you, I am telling you this is happening to you. You will lie down and I will bind your hands and feet and my slave is going to put your cock in his mouth. I am going to sip my coffee while I enjoy watching you penetrated and sucked dry. You may not cum until I say so. Then you will leave here and you will not mention this to anyone. Your other choice is that I will not only have you removed from your job but I will also ensure that you never work again in any delivery company in this city. I trust you believe that my web is wide.” I felt weak at this point. I didn’t know what he gave me but I was sure I was under the influence of something and my will was diminishing with every word from his mouth. And yet I wanted to fight it. I did not want to be penetrated. I had never been penetrated before. This was sick and sadistic.

He walked to the wall and my eyes followed him but I began to sit on the floor. My legs were heavy now. He pulled two sets of black leather cuffs off the wall and my mouth went dry. The smaller man had begun to take his polo shirt off and I could see that underneath his body was lithe and thin. He crawled over to where I was sitting and grabbed my arms. He was stronger than I expected, or maybe I was just weaker than usual. I wasn’t sure which, but my heart had started beating out of my chest and suddenly they were both on me and I was frantically and hazily screaming in my head while my arms and legs were secured to the floor of this dungeon. I wanted to cry out but immediately the gag was in my mouth. I could feel it pressing on the back of my tongue as I struggled and my mouth began to salivate. My eyes started to tear up as I struggled against the ball gag.

“If you continue to fight it this will only be harder and I promise you it will hurt,” The large man said as the smaller one began to undo my zipper, handling me roughly, “I am your master and you are both slaves. I can cause you great pleasure or I can cause you great pain.”

I didn’t want to, but in my hazy state I relaxed and the smaller man began to handle my cock. They were eyeing my manhood and looking at each other with excited faces. I felt sick and I couldn’t help but to become erect at his touch. I could feel my head spinning and the blood rushing to my cock which began to pulse as the slave took his time letting a long drip of spit touch the head of my erection. He continued doing this, taking his time between spiting and stroking my cock until I was wet. The wetness had been dripping down my shaft and over my balls making a tiny little pool in between my clenched buttocks flesh. I was eyeing wildly around the room looking for the master who was now sitting in a chair with his own cock out. He was looking at me thoughtfully as he stroked it. I began to fight against the slave. thrashing around, when the master put up his hand and the slave began to run his tongue around the head of my dick. I hated him but at the same time I felt an immense amount of pleasure. My manhood was bulging and so hard I thought I would burst.

“You may not come until I say so. “ said the master and he motioned the slave who then picked up the beaded device. The master continued to play with his cock and from where I lay I could see that he had a massive handful of his dick in his hand. I could tell that he was as large as me from where I was and he was moving his hands around his dick, up and over the head, and back down again. I was becoming aroused at the sight of this, which I wanted to fight. I couldn’t like this. I shouldn’t like this. He threw his head back as I felt a tight and searing pain below my cock. The slave had begun to force the probe deep inside me and I tightened against it with every fiber of my being. I cried out but the ball gag prevented me and I looked over to see the master laughing. The slave’s head was buried deep in my nether regions bobbing up and down while he moved the probe in and out of me slowly, excruciatingly.

“Master he is fighting me.” The slave said after he had pulled my throbbing cock from his mouth, spit dripping down his chin. The master motioned to the slave who stopped and began to caress my tight pink hole with his tongue, plunging it deep inside me while stroking my dick. I began to relax, an orgasm eminent and the master walked over to me.

“You cum when I say you cum. Use the probe.” he said close to my face. Again the slave plunged the probe deep into me, but this time I didn’t fight it. I gave in and I was fully relaxed, allowing them to use my body, allowing the slave to pleasure me. A pressure was building inside my hips. Deep inside my bowels I could feel a strong sensation I had never experienced before. It was spreading everywhere. The master came close to me again and this time he told me “You want to cum slave don’t you?” I nodded my head hard and I kept nodding and nodding, his hot breath on my ear.

The master slowly, gently, removed the gag from my mouth. My legs and body were trembling now and the pressure to explode was so much I almost couldn’t take it. The master came close to my ear again and he breathily said “You may cum slave” before plunging his own massive cock deep into my mouth. He was spreading himself down my throat, deep and pulsing and I could feel the slaves mouth on me and the probe caressing my inner most pleasure spots. He plunged his head down onto my throbbing manhood and with firm movements tilted the probe upwards. My cock erupted with the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. The sensation was so strong my body shook through every muscle in my body, as wave upon wave of cum flowed out of my cock. Finally I lay still, breathing heavily and dripping with sweat and cum and saliva. I was stunned.

The slave began gently cleaning me off with a warm wet towel, lovingly. The master stood up and walked off but not before turning around to me at the bottom of the steps. He spoke softly to me. “You can keep the gag and the probe. They are a gift to you. And I look forward to you delivering more packages in the future.” The slave quietly, with a small smile, pulled my pants back up and gently zipped them. After undoing my cuffs he handed me a cup of ice cold water which I drank thirstily.

I was clearheaded, relieved and so very tired. I had never experienced anything like that but I was calm. I knew I had found something I wanted. I shut the door to the brownstone behind me, clutching a velvet bag and wearing a small grin. I was his now. I was theirs.

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The Tempest’s obsession with his new Master leads to another one of his super-hero brothers to fall under the Leech’s power.
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The Elementals – Chapter 3
by Todd Fleming
Series: The Elementals

Cody arrived back at The Elementals Base troubled about his ordeal on the previous night. He had kept the business card that the strange green skinned man had given him. He had intended to go and punish the man for the sexual assault on him, but as he lay in his bed, he began to wonder if this really was a sexual assault.

He could not deny that he did enjoyed being manipulated like that. The memories of the pleasure he felt during the process and the mind numbing orgasm that followed haunted him as he absently fondled himself.

The sexy Russian young man noticed that he had gotten himself rock hard and he leaped from his bed in disgust. What was wrong with him? He was completely straight yet his dick now came alive when he thought about what happened to him in that hospital bed. It was not the first time during that sleepless night he had gotten sexually excited while mentally reviewing the events the night before.

Cody looked at his tented hardon through his white briefs. The experience had changed him and no matter how much he tried to deny it, his dick always told him otherwise. A new longing had awakened within him and it was growing by the hour.

There was only one thing that needed now, but admitting this would be very hard. The hero crawled back into bed and tried to block the events from his thoughts so that he could get some sleep.

As he tried to pass out, his mind went back to that previous night and the immense pleasure that was introduced to him. The longing he now felt grew as the night went on and no matter what he tried, his mind always went back to his sexual assault.

Once again, he fondled himself as he relived those hours of bondage, edging, and milking. His hand caressed his hard cock as he tried to recapture the pleasure from the other night. His longing grew to the point where he no longer cared if he was gay or not and he just wanted the release his body was demanding.

Cody sighed as he realized that his jerking off was a pale comparison to the other night. It did not help him with his new found horniness and it only made things worse. He looked at the card that his sexual assailant had given to him for the hundredth time. There was only one touch that his body desired now and his mind was losing the battle that raged within.

Finally unable to take it anymore, the young Russian climbed out of his bed and put on his superhero uniform. There would be no rest for him unless he took care of this once and for all. He needed to confront the man who awakened this desire.

Slowly creeping out of his room, Tempest was quiet in order to not wake his brothers. He could not bear it if they found out what he was doing. He made his way to the garage and pushed his motorcycle out of their base. Once he got to a safe distance, he revved up the engine and rode into the night. He was going to end this once and for all, he decided unaware of the crackle of lightning following him in the distance.

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The address on the card was for an abandoned warehouse in a run-down part of the city. Tempest had not been in this part of town before, but this late at night it looked like a ghost town. Parking his bike, the young hero walked up to the front door and was going to look for a way in when the door opened on its own.

Tempest looked at the door suspiciously worried that this was some kind of trap. He considered going back home and bringing the rest of the team to investigate, but the need of his dick pulsed within him and despite his best judgement, he walked into the building.

He jumped slightly as the door closed behind him automatically. The inside looked nothing like the outside as the furnishings were richly decorated. It actually looked more like the inside of a mansion than the inside of a warehouse.

Twin stairways rose up from either side of the room with elegant marble banisters and soft carpeting. There was door in the center of the room that had two armed military guards. Their uniforms had been modified to a camouflage half shirt and matching briefs. Other than the guns, they looked like something out of a bad gay porno movie.

The door in the center opened and a very good looking man wearing a skimpy loincloth entered the room and bowed his head to the confused hero. “We have been expecting you, Tempest. If you would follow me?”

Tempest tried to hide his confusion as he numbly followed the scantily clad muscle man. What was this place, he thought to himself. He could feel the guards eyes on him and suddenly he felt self-conscious of his tight green uniform.

The door led to a huge throne room that seemed to run along most of the length of the building. At the far end of the room was an elaborate throne that any monarch would be envious of. Along the edges of a thin red carpet that ran from the door to the throne were gilded candle holders that lit up the room in a rather romantic way.

The hero barely noticed the guards that were positioned between the candles wearing the same slutty army uniform as the first two guards. His eyes were stuck on the throne, where that strange green skinned man sat waiting for him.

Each step caused his excitement to grow but he didn’t even notice the growing tent in his tights. The only thing that mattered to him was confronting this man and getting what he needed. He kept telling himself that he only wanted revenge, but it was a thin veil to cling to as the desire that had been slowly growing all night started rushing like water through a broken dam.

“Welcome Tempest,” The green skinned man said with a smile. “I have been expecting you.”

That deep voice sent a tremor of pleasure through the young superhero’s body. He intended to demand answers, but as he looked into those red eyes he forgot about everything.

Tempest fell to his knees and bowed his head. “Please make me cum again,” He said with a trembling voice. “I need your touch!”

The man chuckled as he reached down and mused Tempest’s brown hair. “I know what you need, boy. I can give it to you but you must serve me as your master.”

His light blue eyes looked up and realized what was being asked of him. He should have refused and attacked, but his need for another intense orgasm consumed his soul. He uttered those words that he never thought possible. “I will serve you master.”

The Master smiled in triumph as traced his finger down the pretty face of the defeated hero. “Now I will give you what you desire.”

“What the hell is going on here?” A voice demanded by the door.

Both Cody and The Master whirled around to see Voltage at the door. What is he doing here? Cody thought. Did he follow me here?

Voltage was one of Tempest’s closest friends in the Elementals. Like him, the speedster’s parents had immigrated from another country to America. However Voltage’s parents were from South America, where Cody’s parents came from Russia. He wanted to warn his friend to run while he could.

As he opened his mouth, Fusion leaped from the shadows and decked Voltage in the face sending the lean superhero flying across the room. What was he doing here? Cody thought. He clenched his fists and was about to surround the villain with a wind shield when he felt a shiver down his spine.

The Master cupped his chin and turned his face to look into his red eyes. “This is not your fight, Tempest.” He said softly.

Cody wanted to ignore his master. But as he gazed into those red eyes, the need to cum overwhelmed him once more. The need pulsated through his body, causing him to forget the fight that was going on behind him.

The Master started to take off his costume exposing the young hero’s pale skin as he grew more aroused every second. By the time he was completely naked, his cock was standing at attention leaking precum impatiently waiting for the release that it desired.

Voltage tried to save his friend, but every time he tried to run towards Tempest, Fusion got in the way and he had to use his speed to dodge the super powered punches from his former comrade. He flung lightning at the former hero, but all it accomplished was slowing the villain down.

Cody shivered with pleasure as The Master grasped his hard erection and softly jerked it slowly to increase his pleasure.

“I will let you cum, but you must first prove your loyalty to your Master. Bring me Voltage so that he can feel my touch.”

The young hero gasped as he knew that this order would betray his friend. He turned around and looked helplessly at the fight going on. He should be joining the fight to protect his friend from Fusion’s power, but as his hard cock quivered with desire, it was difficult to lean in that direction.

With a long quivering sigh of desire, Cody created a shield out of wind and encased Voltage inside it. His friend hit the wall of the shield as it formed around him and fell on his butt as the wind cage completely formed around him.

The shocked speedster leapt to his feet and felt along the walls of the invisible cage. “What the hell?” He exclaimed in shock as Cody hung his head in shame. Voltage needed speed to summon his lightning. With no where to run, he was helpless.

The Master smiled as he patted his new slave’s head. “Good boy,” He said as he made a gesture to Fusion.

Cody watched helplessly as the villain broke through his wind cage and knocked his friend unconscious. He knew he should have gone to save Voltage but as his cock was slowly jerked, he knew that he would do whatever his Master demanded of him.

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Voltage woke up in a very small cell that looked like a part of some kind of sick dungeon. The cell was only large enough for him to take two steps and much too small for him to use his speed to summon lightning to break free. The young hero softly cursed as he sat on the stone bench with his hands holding his aching head.

He had noticed Tempest acting strangely all day today and had tried to figure out what was going on with him. A few hours ago, he heard his friend leaving his room and went out to ask him what was going on. It was then that he saw Tempest in full uniform sneaking out of the base and decided to follow him instead.

It had been easy for him to keep up with Tempest’s motocycle using his super speed, but he had to make sure that he was far enough away that his lightning would not draw his friend’s attention. Whatever was bugging Cody made it so that he had no clue that he was being followed.

Out of all the young men who were subjected to the secret government experiments, Voltage was the closest to Tempest. Both of their parents had immigrated to this country in search of a better life and both of their parents died shortly after arriving here.

The government had taken them while they were very young and it was then that the two boys formed their friendship. Even after their escape, the two heroes kept their close ties. Although he considered all the young men of the project to be his family, he considered Cody to be his best friend.

Voltage could not believe that Tempest would betray him like this. That green skinned muscle man must have brainwashed him or something. He reached for his communicator and was not surprised to find it was missing. Either Fusion or Tempest must have taken it away from him.

Betrayal was something that he did not think would happen. Ever the enthusiast, his brothers poked fun at him for always looking on the bright side of things. Even in this small cell, Voltage remained positive that he would escape and rescue Tempest from whatever evils that had robbed him of his free will.

The hero tensed as Fusion approached his cell. The pretty villain smiled ruthlessly as he stopped right in front of the door peering through the bars. “I hope you are comfortable, Juan.” He said with sarcasm dripping in his voice.

Voltage’s normal bright smile turned into a frown as he looked at his former comrade and brother. “You don’t have the right to call me that anymore.” He said with sadness. Fusion was not the only one of his former brothers who had gone rogue, but his betrayal hurt the most.

Fusion shrugged as he stared down at him making him feel shorter than he normally felt. “Soon you will serve the same master as I do, Juan. Just like Cody.”

Leaping to his feet, Voltage grasped the bars of his door. “What have you done to Tempest?” He demanded.

Laughing Fusion smirked as he easily pushed the young hero back against the wall. “I wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise.” He said as his blue eyes sparkled with mirth. “The Master wants to see you.”

Voltage tensed as the door opened and summoned his powers. Before he could take two steps, his former brother grabbed him by his hair and slammed his knee into his gut. He fell to the ground with the urge to vomit and before he knew it a leather collar was fastened around his neck.

Fusion attached a leash on the collar and dragged the young hero to his feet. “That will keep you from trying to run away.” He smirked as he tugged on the leash.

Turning red with embarrassment, Voltage realized that he was wearing a dog collar. He tried to summon his powers again, but before he could take a step, the stronger villain jerked him back. As long as Fusion held his leash, there was no escape for him.

His former brother led him through the dungeon back upstairs to the main floor of the warehouse to the throne room where this mysterious green skinned man sat waiting for them. Voltage felt a chill when he saw Cody completely naked and sporting a rock hard erection sitting at the villain’s feet in complete submission.

As they approached, the green skinned man turned his gaze at the young speedster and smiled. “I see that you are finally awake. I now have time to give you my complete attention.”

Voltage tried to not to shudder but the gaze of his red eyes sent chills through his body. Stealing a peek at Cody’s erect cock, he was afraid what was going to happen to him.

“Who are you?” He asked desperately trying to delay his captor’s intentions.

The green skinned man softly chuckled. “Soon you will call me Master, but for now you can call me The Leech.”

The Leech? Voltage thought in confusion. Why was he called that?

He did not have time to consider as he watched his best friend get up from where he was sitting. With his erect cock slightly swaying, Cody walked over to him and caressed his cheek softly as his blue eyes looked lovingly into his own.

“Relax,” Cody whispered. “This is going to feel fantastic.”

Voltage jerked away and bumped into Fusion behind him. He never had another man touch him like this and to have his best friend seducing him was strangely erotic and revolting at the same time.

The hero felt his butt being caressed and leaped back forward and looked back in horror. Fusion was also sporting an erection in his tights and had rubbed it against the young man’s spandex covered ass.

Cody grabbed Voltage’s face and kissed him deeply as the hero weakly struggled to break free. While he was entrapped in his best friend’s kiss, Fusion walked up behind him and yanked his tights down to his ankles.

As the kiss broke, Voltage covered his cock and balls and tried to summon him powers. He had to escape before it was too late. As he took a step, he was jerked back by his leash and tumbled into Fusion’s strong arms.

“There is no use in fighting this, little Juan,” Fusion said softly as his tented package rubbed against the hero’s bare soft cock. “Give in to the pleasure and enjoy the experience.”

Cody walked up and rubbed his erection against Voltage’s bubble butt. “It will feel good,” He moaned softly. “Just give in.”

The hero shook his head in denial as the two young men caressed and explored his body. The touch did feel good, but he knew that this was wrong. He liked girls and having two men that he once considered his brothers seducing him like a schoolgirl felt wrong.

The Leech got up from his throne and joined in as his green hand grasped the hero’s limp cock. Voltage gasped as pleasure shot through his body and he felt the beginning of an erection forming.

“You will submit to me, Voltage,” The Leech commanded. “I will give you the ultimate pleasure.”

Voltage could not deny the pleasure he felt as he felt his cock grow to a rock hard erection. He was pushed to the floor as his superhero shirt was pulled off of him and left him naked and defenseless.

Fusion and Cody followed him to the floor and soon he was in between them as they played with his body while The Leech watched with desire in his red eyes.

He tried to resist, but Fusion was much stronger than him as easily kept him pinned to the ground. His attempts to get rid of his throbbing erection was constantly foiled as The Leech rubbed his foot against his family jewels keeping a steady flow of pleasure pulsing through his cock.

Voltage felt his resistance wavering as the pleasure continued to build thanks to the efforts of the three men. Cody kept whispering to him to give in to the pleasure as they explored every part of his body.

Fusion lay behind him rubbing his tented package against his ass as his naked and aroused best friend played with his nipples while softly kissing his lips.

Finally the last of his resistance shattered and Voltage gave in to his fate as he initiated a kiss with his closest friend. Both young men moaned with pleasure as their tongues battled for dominance. He knew he shouldn’t feel pleasure kissing another man, but his body betrayed him and nothing he had ever felt before came close to this wonderful feeling.

Cody broke the kiss and started kissing down Voltage’s chest paying special attention to his nipples as he traveled down to the speedster’s throbbing erection. The hero gasped as he felt his cock being engulfed by another man’s mouth and was shocked on how good it felt to him.

“Feel’s good, don’t it,” Fusion whispered in his ear as he rubbed his erection against the captive’s ass smearing precum on his cheeks.

Voltage could only moan in response as his body was turned into a toy. The Leech still watched with desire as he motioned to his guards. The former soldiers dropped their weapons and rushed over to where the hero was being sucked and molested. They stripped down out of their uniforms and joined in the fun.

The hero could only watch helplessly as two more men joined in exploring and exploiting the pleasure zones of his body. Voltage was forced on his hands and knees with Cody underneath him sucking on his hard cock.

One of the soldiers stabbed his cock against the hero’s lips and order him to suck his cock. The young speedster shook his head, refusing to pleasure another man. Even in his pleasure induced state, there were somethings that he just would not do.

Fusion slapped his ass and as he cried out, the soldier slammed his cock into his throat. He felt the villain tightly grip his balls. “If this man complains about your cock sucking skills, I will rip your fucking nuts off.”

His eyes grew wide with fear as he awkwardly moved his head up and down trying to pleasure the soldier with his mouth. He felt revulsion at being forced to give another man a blow job, but the pleasure he was feeling from his own cock being sucked caused the young hero to be confused.

Fusion’s cock rubbing against his ass became more and more insistent until it began to slowly enter Voltage’s ass. The hero tried to cry out as his virgin ass was entered but his mouth was full of cock. He could not even turn his head to see what was happening and could only feel that huge cock slowly entering him.

Pain now entered the equation as his ass had never received any kind of sexual attention before. The poor hero had never even been fingered and now it was being stretched to accommodate Fusion’s huge cock.

Tears started formed in the speedster’s eyes as he continued to suck on the soldier’s cock. Just an hour ago, he was one of the most powerful superheroes alive and now he was transformed to a sex toy for The Leech’s sex slaves. He sucked on the soldier’s cock while Fusion fucked his tight ass and Cody sucked on his cock. The other soldier waited for his turn to join in while stroking his cock with sexual anticipation.

The soldier feeding his cock to Voltage was the first to reach orgasm. Crying out with pleasure, he pulled his cock out of the hero’s mouth and blasted his cum into the speedster’s pretty face. Shuddering with pleasure and revulsion, he felt the soldier’s seed hitting his face as the strong smell of his cum took over his sense of smell.

He had no time to react as the other soldier shoved his cock into the helpless hero’s mouth to get his turn to test Voltage’s cock sucking skills. The hero sucked as best as he could still afraid that Fusion would rip off his nuts if he tried to refuse.

Hours passed as the four men took turns using Voltage for the sexual needs. Everytime the hero was about to shoot his load, the men backed off and waited until it was safe to continue their sexual assualt. Being denied his sexual release even in a sick situation like this was driving the young man mad. He now tried everything to please the men sexually to get the orgasm that he so desperately needed.

More soldiers were brought in during this time to dump their loads on the helpless hero and soon he had swallowed more cum than he ever thought possible. They shot their loads wherever they wanted and dried cum was on Voltage’s face, hair, chest, and ass.

After what seemed like an eternity, The Leech called for the sexual assault to stop. Cody and Fusion helped the crying and sexually frustrated hero to his feet and the three heroes stood in front of the master mind with each of their cocks standing at attention. Only the soldiers got their sexual release and the three super powered humans still craved their orgasm.

The Leech first took Fusion’s huge cock into his mouth. The villain cried out with pleasure as that ultimate orgasm that he craved took over and shot after shot of his powerful seed went into The Leech’s mouth.

Even through his exhaustion and intense need to cum, Voltage was aware that The Leech grew more muscular and larger as he consumed Fusion’s seed. How was this possible? He thought through the fog of pleasure that consumed his body and mind.

Once the last of Fusion’s seed was consumed, The Leech let the villain fall to the floor in his afterglow and he knelt in front of Cody. Voltage’s best friend screamed in pleasure as his cock was engulfed and he was allowed to explode in his master’s mouth. Voltage watched in horror as The Leech grew even larger as his muscles expanded as his friend’s cum was consumed.

Finally it was his turn. Although he wanted nothing more than to cum, he was afraid to let this monster take his cum. He looked up at the now towering green skinned man and wanted to run. His two comrades were lying on the floor on either side of him with content smiles as they basked in the afterglow of incredible orgasms.

“Please, don’t do this,” Voltage moaned pathetically as his captor sank to his knees.

As his cock was once again inserted into another man, the hero’s eyes widened as pleasure he never thought was possible slammed into him. After hours of being sexually used and abused and his own cock edged with pleasure, the simple touch of The Leech was enough to send him over the edge.

A surging that Voltage never thought was possible started in his balls and shot up through his cock. Throwing his head back, the hero screamed as the mother of all orgasms ripped through him. The Leech greedily consumed his cum as shot after shot after shot exploded from his hard cock.

The pleasure he felt consumed him as everything else faded. It was the most incredible feeling that he ever felt and he forgot about the humiliation, degradation, and sexual assault as the pleasure he felt threatened to tear him apart.

When the last drop of cum was finally extracted from him, Voltage fell to the ground as his body was numb from the intensity of that orgasm. He was unaware that The Leech loomed over him even bigger than before. The hero drank in the afterglow of such a powerfully intense orgasm still in shock that this feeling was even possible.

As he felt himself pass out, Voltage knew that he would do anything The Leech would ask of him. He was now addicted to this feeling and he would do anything to recapture even a fraction of this pleasure that was forced on him.

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The Edge – Chapter 3
by Sailing Master
Series: The Edge

Matt stood looking in the mirror through his pinhole eye covers. He could just see the door, which slammed open and a tall man ran through, he shouted something to Jess and slipped through to the back. Something about him made Matt curious. He felt he knew the back view from somewhere but could not be sure. At that moment the feeling of someone massaging his right tit distracted him! He glanced back in the mirror and could see the man reaching round. He was pinching and squeezing; working to make Matt’s tit stand out. He had never felt this before and it was oddly exciting! It was followed a minute later by a sharp pain in his left tit. Really sharp! The feeling made him take a deep breath as the nerves relayed an intense wave of pain to his brain. He automatically rose to his tiptoes to get away and equally quickly dropped back as the steel collar around his balls yanked them down!
The feeling was repeated in his right breast.

After 2 minutes the pain level began to fall and he could open his eyes though they were a little blurred by tears.

He looked into the face of a bearded man, about 40 yrs old who was watching him very carefully. As Matt relaxed the man could see the change and turned a small knob on the clamp that was fastened tightly on each side. The pain returned with a vengeance as the clamps tightened, squeezing even harder onto the rapidly bruising flesh.
Matt felt the shock like an electric bolt sear into him. Wow that was sharp! Then he noticed that the pain in his arms was now very much a secondary thing – the distraction was working. However Matt was quite sure he preferred the original ache to the new exquisite pain in his chest!

The guy moved away! “Hey!” Matt tried to call but nothing could escape the hood. He shook his head and wiggled as much as possible but could just hear the man chuckle as he left.

SHIT

He stood for a while and let the pain wash through but then, thankfully, the level began to drop as his tits either got used to the pressure or perhaps the blood had stopped. A thought struck him – if the clamps stayed on long enough would his tits go black! He was strongly tempted to put his toes together and call for Jess. Then another thought – this had to be just the beginning! Still only 1pm.

In the mirror he saw the bearded bastard head over to the bookshelves, he seemed to have completely lost interest in Matt.

However he could see another figure heading over. This was a much younger lad with a Mohican cut of bright red hair over the crown of his head. A tight white T-shirt and old jeans tucked into boots completed the image. He was slim but obviously very fit and had strong hands and corded forearms; the results of hard manual labour. These were emphasised by black leather cuffs around his wrists. There were two more around his ankles over the boots.

When the lad saw the clamps on Matt’s tits he grinned and turned to the racks next to him. Selecting a handful of what looked like clothes pegs in black from a full basket the lad moved closer. He used the fingers of one hand to squeeze skin on Matt’s left side, down under his armpit and then applied a peg. It stung and Matt jumped. Again he yanked his balls and had to stop himself from moving.

This was repeated in a line down his side until the lad got to Matt’s waistline. It was not easy as there was very little fat to gather on Matt’s tight, exercise crafted, body and the skin was firm. He moved over and started back up the right side. Each one stung and both sides of his ribcage began to throb with pain. Matt had now forgotten about his arms and shoulders, he had even forgotten about the pain in his tits. This was new!
Moving his hands together the lad began to brush the tops of the pegs making them yank on the tight skin. Matt began to quiver and twist. Looking carefully in the mirror he realised something – the pegs were linked together by a string. At that moment the lad pulled one end of the string hard and the pegs popped off one after another. Matt managed to get a sound out from the hood that brought a grin to the lads face and even attracted Jess’s attention.

Much encouraged the lad took the string over to the counter and was soon passing over some bills. Jess dropped the pegs into a black bag and handed them to the grinning lad who headed off out of the door.

“Well done” said Jess, putting his head close to Matt, “Your first sale”. His hands came up and he flipped the clamps off Matt’s tits.

PAIN!

Matt wriggled and yanked as Jess massaged his chest and fire ran through him. Slowly it dropped away and Matt could breath again.

“Your reward” said Jess, who replaced the clamps on the rack and moved back to the till.

Slowly the pain in Matt’s shoulders and arms began to take hold again. He became pre-occupied by it and was desperately trying to see the clock. Trouble was it was on the opposite wall and only visible in the mirror.
He saw that he was no longer alone again. Another inquisitive pair of hands was wandering over Matt’s body, feeling the muscles, rubbing the marks on the side of his body. This guy was wearing a leather cap and a leather jacket hung open. Matt could see a bare chest that was crossed by a set of thick leather bands which went over the man’s shoulders and under his arms – a harness in black, studded with steel spikes. The way it emphasised the strong chest muscles caught Matt’s eye. Looked good – very male.

Again he felt his tits being massaged but this time it did not take long for them to become hard and stand out. With the guy right in front of him Matt could not see what was going on in the mirror. One after the other he felt the sharp pain in each tit as clamps or pegs were attached. He gritted his teeth and stood firm, managing the pain as it seared through him.

Then he felt a tap on his chest between the centres of pain and realised that the clamps were linked by a chain. The guy moved aside as he reached towards a storage rack and Matt caught a glimpse of the steel links hanging between his chest muscles.

Then it was yanked down and both tits blazed pain back to his brain. The guy had hung a steel weight onto the chain!

As Matt swayed and ducked the chain yanked and swung sending new fires through his chest each time. Slowly Matt settled back to his position, more tears escaping from his tight-shut eyes under the hood. Then he felt a tapping on his belly. The leather guy had picked up a thin wooden crop and was tapping up and down the muscles that were now standing out rigidly between the hanging weight and the belt of the shorts.

The strokes got harder and harder. At each impact he was now flinching, and with each flinch the chain and weight swayed and yanked on the clamps and the steel ring pulled on his now aching balls.

“So” Matt thought – this is the start. He tried to relax. Tried not to anticipate the next blow. Tried to think of his shoulders but could only focus in his belly and where the next sharp sting from the crop would fall. He clamped his muscles, making them as hard as possible. Jim had said that this was a show; well he would try to play his part!

His breath was now coming in loud rasps and he was mewing though his leather hood. His dick was reacting to the feelings surging though his tits and was now hard, very hard. The two parts of his body seemed to be joined by the feelings. This was another source of pain as the hard head of his shaft was squashed into the pouch on the front of the shorts.

Matt’s brain was getting overloaded with feelings coming from his shoulders, chest, belly and his trapped shaft in the shorts. To cap it all he was now struggling and yanking hard on his balls.

Then it stopped and again he felt gloved hands smoothly rubbing over his muscles. The guy moved on and Matt breathed again.

Then he realised that he still had a pair of clamps on his tits with a weight tapping gently between. “Oh no, not again.”

The cycle repeated several times over the afternoon. He would be the centre of attention for a while with each person seemingly competing to bring new pains to his front. Clamps, pegs, pins of all sizes and strength were used on his now very sore nipples. He was whipped with wooden bamboo, a wide leather strap, a paddle, even lashed on his belly by a small leather cat-of-nine-tails!

Then Jess would set things back right, almost like he was tidying up the merchandise ready for the next customer!
Several times the play had ended up with a sale and each time Matt got a reward – though he felt this was really not necessary!

Between each session Matt was more and more aware of the pain in his shoulders. It was getting really bad, about as bad as the week before. But again each time he was close to putting his toes together a new customer would come over and start the distractions again.

One time Jess came over and took out a small key. He released the padlock on the zip across Matt’s mouth and pulled it back. He pushed a straw into his mouth and squeezed at a water bottle forcing cold water into Mat’s mouth. Swallowing hard he was grateful – he really needed a drink. He sucked hard. His mouth was dry from the repeated emotions and suppressed shouts. Cold water; fantastic.

Then the straw was taken away and Matt felt the zip go back over. He had not managed to speak – to ask for the stress in his shoulders to be released.

FUCK

How much longer could he take this? After another age and two more ‘customers’ his legs were quivering and he was writhing around trying to get release from the strain in his arms. The he felt movement behind his back and opened his eyes. Jim was there!

He felt the stress drop as his hands were allowed to fall and suddenly the blood began to flow through his twisted arms and PAIN again!

He felt the bar between his ankles loosen and go. The zips on his shorts were pulled down allowing his squashed dick to spring free. He heard a chuckle and Jim said “Don’t worry we will massage that soon”. The wide ring pulling down at his poor stretched balls was opened and he was helped to walk forwards. His legs cramped after the enforced stillness and he almost fell over. Jim grabbed him around the waist and supported him for a minute or two. Matt pushed hard down onto the ball of his foot and the cramp lessened. Then, still with his hands down by his waist behind his back and the hood on his head, he was led through the door but he thought that he heard applause as he left. Had there been an audience?

He felt massaging hands move up and down his legs and they were lifted to get the blood moving. Matt almost felt like a horse after a race.

His bruised and sore belly was rubbed. Hands moved over his shoulders, smoothing away the stress. He heard Jim speaking gently into his ear. ‘Have to leave the hood on as there’s quite a lot of lads about for the evening. Do you need a pee?’

Matt nodded quickly. That had been bothering him for a while. He was led through a passage an into a large communal shower room. Then he realised that he was going to have to go with Jim holding his dick. “Let my hands free!” he shouted through the tight leather helmet. Jim shook his head and walked him into a stall and steadied him.

Matt could wait no longer and felt a stream of pee surge through his now softened member. Such a relief!

He heard Jim’s voice by his ear again “After your first day on shift I’ll let you have an easier evening. We have a house full for Saturday night. First drink this, it’s to get you through to later.’ A straw was pushed into his mouth and Matt sucked getting a mouthful of a thick protein shake. He drank it up quickly as he had indeed been getting very hungry but had not really noticed through the cascade of pain and excitement all afternoon. When the straw was pulled away he got another and found a long drink of cold water.

Suddenly the small amount of vision that the pinprick holes had given was blocked out! He felt hands at the side of his head and realised that a blindfold had been strapped on. Another thing he realised was how much of his air had come through those eyeholes! It became much more difficult to breath. The rasping sound of his own breathing got much louder. He really felt the solitude. He was in a small, tight leather world.

He felt himself pushed backwards and backed up, stopping as the muscles of his shoulders, his arms and his butt touched steel bars. He heard and felt a clang from in front. Moving from side to side he realised that he was in a cage like a coffin but standing up!

He panicked and began to thrash from side to side shouting into his hood, banging his brawny shoulders into the cold steel bars on each side. He felt his head bashing into more bars with his forehead and the back of the leather helmet. Immediately he felt the hands back on his shoulders and heard the sound of Jim’s voice in his ear through the leather “Calm down, stand easy, relax soldier. I’m always watching over you.”

Somehow this made him feel secure and he stood still, getting his breath back, pulling long draughts in through his nose. He realised how easy it is to panic when you lose most of your senses, no sight, little hearing and arms still tightly bound.

After a couple of minutes he felt a light and gentle massage on his sore belly muscles. Suddenly he realised it was a tongue lapping up and down, stroking the aching ridges of his six-pack. He wriggled, trying to get away – this was new and he felt ashamed! However it seemed to have an effect on him and he became hard again. Very hard.
Then it stopped and there was a similar feeling as the mouth moved to his groin and the tongue moved over the bulging veins of his shaft. While this was keeping his attention there was a sharp pain in his left tit – someone had put a clamp on again! Could they not give him a rest? He was so sore up there. His attention was switching continuously from one part of his body to another going from pain to surging pleasure. Never had be felt all this before! The mouth and tongue were expertly working his dick. The hands applied another clamp to his right tit. He new he was near to blowing his load and was wriggling. It STOPPED.

He was left alone for 10 minutes and he went soft. His tits really hurt now and Matt started to buck and butt the bars with his head.

Then he felt a mouth close around his balls! They were being sucked and the magic tongue was rolling them around like a rosary! While this was keeping his mind distracted the clamps were flipped off.

PAIN AGAIN

Hands massaged and twisted his sore tits pushing the blood back through them and there seemed to be an electric shock running from his chest to his groin. He shouted – yelling into the hood, sound echoing through his own head.

The sucking mouth moved from his balls back to his penis. The delicate tongue digging into the slit on the end. Shivers ran down Matt’s back. He had never felt like this before. Nights with girls had been good but the feelings running though him now were new!

His balls were now boiling and again he was about to release when the mouth stopped.

What was happening here!

Another 10 minutes but at least this time his tits were not being squashed. Perhaps he was wrong – he felt a new sensation; a light rubbing on the end of his nipples. It got stronger and Matt realised that they were being rubbed with what felt like sand paper.  

At the same time he felt a pinprick on his belly, followed by another and again. This turned into a line of pricks and Matt could feel the light pressure of what felt like a wheel of pins being run over his front from his now strongly pumped chest down to his groin. The lines started to move from side to side, rolling around his muscles. It tickled and he was again wriggling and bucking. The stroking of his nipples continued and his mind flickered between this new sensation that was driving him wild and the moving sharp pain of the wheel running patterns over his six-pack.

He was hard again. Absolutely rigid! Harder than he had ever been before!

The tongue was back just tickling the end of his throbbing member, pushing it’s way into the slit on the end.
After about 10 minutes of this Matt was roiling with need and about to cum.

It all stopped again!

He could feel the pre-cum juices dripping from his dick. His balls ached.

The pattern was repeated again and again and he began to shiver and twist.

It stopped and this time after a while he realised that it was over and he had still not found release. He was again alone and his mind came back to the present. He was standing with his arms behind him, locked in a tight cage with his head now aching from the confinement of the leather enclosing it and holding his mouth firmly shut. What on earth was he doing here! He was getting stiff legs again. Never had he stood for so long. Even guard duty was easier, at least then you could walk to and fro. He felt cramps coming again in his calves and pushed hard to free the tight muscles.

Jim’s voice came in his ear “Distraction. You are learning that you can take pain from one side whilst your mind is distracted from another. You need to be able to channel the pain into another area and let it wash through you as the endorphins kick in and take your mind to another place. Time to get some rest, you can have a bunk in the Brig downstairs, should think you are used to that!”

Matt heard a low chuckle and felt a hand rubbing his cock and balls gently with what felt smooth, it was a lube gel and he heaved a sigh, the tight leather pouch had been sticking to his balls and getting very painful. Then he felt his now soft member being lifted and pushed into his belly by a hard and prickly cover. The zips went up again tightening the pressure. His waist was encircled and pulled by the belt being tightened and he realised that the shorts were now padlocked shut but his time there was a hard and uncomfortable lining pressing onto his tackle. He could feel the pin sharp lining squashing his balls as they stuck out forwards and all up the bottom of his shaft as it again got hard and pressed into the belt at his waist.

He heard the rattle of the padlocks coming off and the squeak of the door to his cage opening. Jim grabbed him by the elbow and led him off, goodness new where. The strong grip steered him along.

After what felt like 100 yards and having descended a long flight of stairs they turned sharp left and Matt shoulders bounced off the sides of a doorway. Then he felt the hands at the side of his head again and the blindfold was removed. Dim light came in from a covered fitting in the ceiling.

“The hood stays on as there are still guys around. You will need to get used to this.” said Jim.

Jim spun him around and – Ahhh at last – his arms were released from the strap hanging down his back. The collar was unbuckled and the whole damn thing was taken away.

While he was starting to swing his arms around and begin some much needed exercise Matt heard the door clang and a lock clunk. He turned to catch a glimpse of Jim heading off down the corridor. What the fuck!

Where was he now! In the dim light he could not see much through the pin-prick holes in the hood. He peered around and could see a metal bunk on one wall. That was it, there was nothing else in the room. It really was a cell. He felt over his head just about able to lift his arms that far and found buckles down each side of a broad strap down the back of his head but each one had a small padlock through the hasp that stopped him from undoing them. The main neck collar was also locked and his mouth was still sealed behind the zip. It was staying on! A similar situation at the front of his belt and at the straps around his legs. All tightly sealed. Realising there was nothing to be done Matt lay down on the bunk and closed his eyes. He was exhausted! His nipples ached, stinging as he rubbed them. His belly ached as he ran his hands over and he could feel the bruising coming out. Sleep came with difficulty however as the pin pricks pressed onto his still hard dick. His balls, sore and swollen from the hours of being yanked down by the steel clamp kept jerking his mind from the edge of rest whenever he moved and the little spikes did their work.

Bloody Jim! What was this for! He remembered the huge ejaculation two weeks ago, how he ached to repeat that now but the leather shorts got in the way. He could not even rub himself because of the bloody liner.

As he lay on his back he ran his mind back over the day – Matt knew he had given a good performance he was sure. They had to know he was serious. He was proud – his first flogging on his now bruised and sore belly had been OK – keeping his toes apart had taken almost everything he had but the variety of the feelings and experiences had just kept him going. Moving his shoulders and arms he rubbed his belly gently. Ran his hands over his shorts, around his head, feeling the tight leather and then dropped off to sleep.

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Kidnapped – Part 1
by Etienne
Series: Kidnapped

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Another member of “The Elementals” suffers The Leech’s cock milking and is taken under his control.
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The Elementals – Chapter 2
by Todd Fleming
Series: The Elementals

A car flew through the air as people ran everywhere screaming in panic. Fusion almost glowed with power as he picked up another car with his bare hands and threw it in another direction. “Who is strong enough to face me?” He bellowed in rage at the fleeing civilians.

Tempest floated down through the air with the rest of The Elementals as the wind that he used to carry them through the sky started to die down. Clad in his white and light blue costume, the young man threw his hands up as a cushion of wind surrounded one of the flying cars and carried it gently down to the ground.

Their leader, Hydro kicked open a fire hydrant and let the rushing water soak into his dark blue costume. “Tempest, erect a barrier around us.” He ordered sharply. “Voltage get these people away from here!”

Tempest gathered his strength and created a barrier of pure wind to decrease the chances of people being hurt or killed. As he worked, Voltage blurred in his yellow costume as he grabbed people one by one and delivered them to safety. By the time he got the barrier around them, their speedster ally had finished getting everyone out of harm’s way.

“Well, well,” Fusion sneered. “If it isn’t my ‘brothers,’ The Elementals. Have you decided to come play with me today.”

“You need to call off this attack right now, Fusion!” Hydro demanded.

Fusion threw his head back and laughed. “Get real!” He threw back his black cloak to reveal his skintight black costume with a large atom displayed on his upper body and waist. “You want a piece of me, Waterboy? Come and get me!”

Tempest clenched his fists as he hurled a spear made of air at their former comrade in arms. How Fusion could be so hateful to them was beyond his comprehension. They grew up together and suffered the same fate at the hands of the government when they were growing up. The rest of the team grew closer through their shared experience, but Fusion was too stuck up to be a team player. The villain always hated that Hydro lead them instead of him and that hatred was what caused him to leave the group.

The villain sneered as he batted the air spear away. Lightning crackled around him as Voltage rushed around him at super fast speeds creating the lightning that he used to assault Fusion with.

“Get out of here, you pesky fly!” Fusion snarled as he swung his fists against the empty air trying to get a hold of the quick hero.

Ember Blaze hurled fireball after fireball at Fusion while Voltage slammed bolts of lightning against him for a devastating effect. A lesser man would have been knocked out with so much fire power, but Fusion’s ability to shrug off damage was almost as great as Earth Crusher’s.

The tall hulking hero silently lumbered over where Fusion was fighting off the wind, lightning, and fire attacks and lifted him high in the air. “You will stop this now!” His deep voice rumbled as he held the villain in his large hand.

Fusion snarled and used all his strength to knock the huge hero back. Dropping to the ground, he slammed both of his fists into the street causing a minor tremor. As the other heroes fought to keep their balance, he leaped to Hydro and pushed him out of the flow of water. He slammed his fist into their blonde leader’s face knocking him to the ground.

Tempest instantly created a shield around his fallen comrade as Voltage threw himself into the enraged villain. Fusion grabbed the speedster by his shirt and threw him across the street and right into the wall of the wind shield.

A black blur leaped out of an alley and slammed his foot into Fusion’s chest causing the pretty villain to fly back. Fang went into fighting position as he glared at his former comrade. “This ends now!” He said in his quiet menacing voice.

Fang was the most skilled in combat out of any of The Elementals. His increased agility and strength combined with his martial prowess made him the most powerful out of all of them. His deep black costume blended with his dark skin which made him look more like a shadow most of the time.

“I was wondering when you would show up,” Fusion sneered as the rest of the team surrounded him. “It’s almost like a family reunion!”

The villain stretched out, his muscles seeming to bulge as he gathered his power. He was ready for them as The Elemental’s sprang into action leaping at him at the same time. Even with their combined might, they were not able to overcome that powerful villain. His abilities to absorb atoms as fuel for his powers gave him a constant source of strength.

Tempest found himself flying in the air as he used his powers to stop him from hurling through the walls of his shield. Using this many wind constructs was starting to wear him out and it was a struggle to keep his shield from shattering.

The rest of the team was also flung back as Fusion glowed with immense power. “I’d love to stay and chat, but I have an appointment to keep. I’ll be seeing you losers again soon!”

Hydro glared as he leaped in fury at the villain with his fist slamming into Fusion’s chest. “You will not get away from us that easily!”

Fusion stumbled back as he crouched down and leaped backwards on to the roof of the building behind him. “Sure you can come after me, but then you won’t have time to diffuse the bombs,” He sneered.

Tempest stood stunned like the rest of the team as their former comrade sneered down at them.

“I planted bombs in every hospital in the City. You have ten minutes to find them all before they detonate. So are you going to come after me or save innocent lives?

Hydro turned to the rest of the team. “Voltage get to the farthest hospital and start doing a search for the bomb!”

As the speedster took off in a blurred rush, Tempest let his shield go down. Fusion had already vanished as the team looked to their leader for guidance.

“The rest of you fan out and get people evacuated from the hospitals. I will alert the police so they can help us prevent the bombs from exploding.”

Tempest nodded as he hurled himself through the air. There was little time to prevent a tragedy from happening today. He only prayed that they would be able to diffuse the bombs in time.

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Stepping into the darkened room, Fusion looked at the dozens of men in the room with contempt. They all vied for the attention of their master who paced from one end of the room to the other. His Master was a little taller than he was and dressed in a tight black costume that molded to his every muscle. His green tinged skin would normally would have been a huge turn off for the villain as well as The Leech being a man, but no one had ever given him as much pleasure as the man he now served.

“I have returned, Master,” Fusion said respectfully as he bowed.

The Leech looked at his minion and smiled. “You were successful in your mission?”

“Yes, those fools do not have a clue. I have the footage of our fight right here.”

“Excellent,” The Leech said with a smile. “Your brothers will make nice additions to my army.”

Fusion sneered at the thought of his former comrades basking in the glory of his Master. “You don’t need them when you have me.”

The Leech smiled as he brushed Fusion’s cheek causing the villain to shudder in pleasure. “You will always be my favorite, my pet.”

Feeling his cock grow hard in his tights, Fusion wanted his Master to take him right now. “Let me pleasure you, Master.” He moaned softly as his eyes closed in ecstasy.

“There is still more work to do, Fusion. You will be rewarded for your efforts soon enough.”

Fusion sighed regretfully as he tried to ignore the pulsing rod in his tights. He would do anything to feel that amazing orgasm that his Master gave him again.

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Cody Tompson smiled as he danced in the middle of the Tap Room Dance Club. The music pulsated through the room as the dozens of men and woman moved to the beat. No one suspected that behind the cute twink dancing was really the super hero, Tempest.

After managing to find and defuse all the bombs before they exploded, The Elementals helped clean up the mess that their fight caused. It wasn’t until hours after the actual fight that Cody was able to get out of his super hero uniform and enjoy the night life of the city.

Dancing had always been a passion of his ever since he was a little boy. Music always seems to help decrease his stress level. And during his time with the government, he needed all the stress relief that he could get.

It was through government experimentation that he and his ‘brothers’ got their powers. Part of some secret plot to create the ultimate ‘super soldier,’ the boys went through painful and horrible experiments. It was only through their combined efforts that they were able to escape. Most of them decided to band their powers together and become the heroes that they used to read about in comic books. It was the public adoration of The Elementals that kept the government from making any moves against them.

As the music flowed through his body and soul, Cody danced with a hot blonde who smiled shyly at him. He had the face of an angel with light brown hair and blond highlights and the deepest blue eyes that could melt any heart. He was nowhere as good looking as Fusion, but that did not mean he was not good looking himself.

His most powerful weapon when courting the ladies was his soft Russian accent. The only thing he knew about his parents were that they emigrated from Russia before he was born. He had very few memories of his parents, but his accent was their influence in his early life. The women found his accent adorable and loved to just hear him speak.

As the song ended, Cody winked at his dance partner before making his way to the bar. Dancing worked up quite the sweat and he needed something to drink. When he got to the bar, he could feel someone looking at him. Turning around, the young man came face to face with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.

Smiling, she stepped beside him at the bar as Cody felt his mouth go dry. Her perfume made his senses reel as he tried to think of something smooth to say.

“Are you here alone?” She asked with a slight smile as she lightly touched his arm.

“Yes,” He said shyly. “Would you like to dance?”

Maybe if she saw him on the dance floor, it would open up a conversation and she would find him more attractive. Her beautiful green eyes sparkled as she smiled in a way that his body started to tingle. This woman was way out of his league, but he could not take his eyes off her beautiful face and magnificent body.

“Buy me a drink first,” She said with that dazzling smile.

Cody ordered the drink of her choice while ordering a ginger ale for himself. Even though he came to the dance club, he never drank alcohol. He was not here to drink but to dance.

As the drinks were handed to him, Cody set them down in front of them as he tried to think of something smooth to say. He was about to take a drink when the woman pounced on him and started to kiss his lips passionately. The young man’s senses reeled as their tongues touched and started to kiss back just as passionately.

As their lips parted, Cody felt breathless. He had never had any woman kiss him with such fervor before in his entire life. His body tingled with the heightened sense of arousal as he felt his cheeks heating from such a open display of affection.

The woman winked at him as she took her drink. “To the start of the best night of our lives,” She said in a seductive tone that made his knees feel weak.

Cody took his own drink and gulped it down as he tried to think of anything to say at all. It was her beauty that made him freeze up and act like a fumbling teenager. What do you say to the most beautiful woman you ever met?

Looking at the dance floor, the young hero knew that if he stood a chance that he needed to get her to see him dance. “Would you like to dance?” He said shyly as he took her hand.

He barely got a couple of steps before Cody started to feel dizzy and lightheaded. Putting one hand on his head, he looked confused as his eyes started to droop. What was going on with him?

The dizziness suddenly increased as he felt his body become very heavy as darkness started to enfold him. He barely noticed the beautiful woman guiding him gently to the floor as everything faded to black.

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The first sensation that Cody felt when he came to was the cold surface that his body was lying on. Confused, he slowly opened his eyes and found that he could not move his body. His mind suddenly came to life as he looked up and saw that he was in some kind of hospital room. What was going on? He thought groggily as he tried to figure out his surroundings.

Silence filled the room as the usual signs of activity associated with a hospital seemed to be missing. Cody tried once again to move his body but found resistance as he tried to lift up his arms. Looking down he saw that he was strapped to a gurney across his chest, waist, and knees. He tried to summon enough strength to break free but the straps held him tight.

Closing his eyes, Cody tried to create wind that he could manipulate so that he could break free. To his shock, his powers stubbornly refused to activate for him. The young man strained to get a better view of the strange room where he was at. The last thing he remembered was talking to a beautiful woman at the club. Even then it was hard to remember anything after he left the dance floor to get a drink. The gaps in his memories frightened him almost as much as not being able to use his powers.

“Hello?” He called out. “Can anyone hear me?”

The silence that answered him seemed to make the room even larger than it was. If he was taken to the hospital then where was everyone? Even though he could barely see through the window of his room, there should have been doctors, nurses, or anyone nearby. With no idea about the time of day or how long he had been passed out, Cody could only feel the oppressive silence mocking him.

As he tried to get a feel for his surroundings, Cody noticed that his clothes had been taken off of him. The cold steel of the gurney could be felt from his ankles all the way up to his neck. The coolness felt oddly good to him.

His struggles to break free failed as the young man wondered what was going on. His communicator had been taken off his wrist with the rest of his clothes and there was no way to contact the rest of his team. It could be hours before anyone even started to miss him.

The door squeaked open as a man wearing a lab coat and a face mask entered the room.

“Where am I?” Cody asked. “What’s going on?”

The man said nothing as he took out a needle and plunged it into the helpless hero’s arm. Cody grunted as the needle found his vein and the substance was injected into his bloodstream.

“What are you doing?” He asked as the silence of the man got on his nerves. “Why won’t you answer me?”

The masked man pulled the needle out and left the room closing the door behind him.

Cody began to struggle once more as he sensed that something was wrong. Looking at his bleeding arm, he wondered what had been injected into him. Within seconds, he began to feel slightly dizzy as his nude body began to tingle. To his horror, Cody began to feel his cock start to stir and harden where it lay resting on his leg.

The young man began to think of anything that was unattractive to keep himself from getting hard. His body stubbornly refused to listen to his mind as he found himself hard and horny. The fact that he could not even touch himself drove him wild.

As the minutes ticked by, the short time seemed to last for hours. With no sense of time and a throbbing erection begging for attention, Cody began to freak out.

He had no idea how much time had passed before the door opened once again and the masked man entered.

“What is going on?” Cody asked once again. His eyes grew wide as the man said nothing and took his hard cock with his hand. “What the hell are you doing?” He screamed as loud as he could hoping someone would hear him and investigate. He never had another man touch him in this way and despite his revulsion, his cock felt pleasure as his tool was manipulated. “Get your hand off my dick!” He screamed.

The masked man showed no emotion or even reacted to the loud demands of his prisoner. Softly pulling on the excited cock of the helpless superhero, He put all his attention on bringing his patient to orgasm.

Cody struggled with all of his might as he body was used against him. No matter what effort he put into calming his raging erection, his cock remained rock hard. Screaming as loud as he could, he tried everything to stop the molestation of the most private parts of his body. His voice started to get horse as the tightening of his balls warned him that he was about to shoot his load. The horror of being made to cum combined with the pleasure his cock was giving frightened him more than he would ever admit.

Right when he thought he was going to pass the point of no return, the masked man stopped jerking his hard cock. Cody gasped as he felt his cock twitched against his hard abdominals and watched helplessly as the man left the room once again. Despite the shame and anger he felt at being touched like that, he felt frustration for being denied his orgasm. He tried to thrust his hips up to bring him back to the point of orgasm, but the straps made it impossible to move very much.

The silence loomed around him as the young man tried everything to break free or to give him the sweet joy of orgasm. Every minute seemed like hours to him as he moaned with the frustration of denied pleasure.

After what seemed like an eternity, the masked man came back into the room and started the process all over again. Cody still felt the revulsion of another man touching him in this way, but seeing that his shouting did nothing, he accepted it in mute silence. It was only a matter of time before his powers would return and he would teach this man not to mess with him. Even though he wanted his teammates to burst through the door, he did not want anyone to know about this.

The young man’s cock was manipulated once more to the sweet point of orgasm before he was once again denied the release the he so desperately desired. Being denied the sexual release that his body wished for twice was almost too much for the young hero to bare. As the masked man left him once again, he slammed his head down on the gurney with frustration.

The routine of being milked and then denied orgasm went on for more times than Cody cared to count. His awareness dimmed to the point that sexual release was the only thing that he could think about. His protests at another man touching his cock transformed to whimpering begging that he could be given the sweet release.

The masked man never said a thing as he manipulated his over excited cock. He seemed to know the exact moment to stop so that Cody could not get the orgasm that his body and mind desperately needed.

Thoughts of escape vanished as the need for his cock to explode consumed the naked hero. Driven to the point where he no longer cared who touched him as long as his balls could finally be emptied. Cody had no idea how many times he was edged to the point of orgasm only to have it denied to him. The process seemed to last forever and the need for his cock to explode totally consumed him.

He barely noticed when someone else entered the room. The man was very tall and muscled, wearing all black that molded to his body. A slight green tinge touched his skin as he looked down on the helpless hero.

“Please let me cum,” Cody whimpered as he felt the touch of the man across his cheek.

“I will give you the release that you desire,” The stranger said with a wicked grin.

Cody gasped as he saw the green skinned man take his cock into his mouth. After countless times of being denied sexual release, it was the best feeling that he ever felt in his entire life. He thrust his hips as high as they could go to get as much of his cock into the stranger’s mouth.

The man sucked on his cock like a professional and Cody experienced the best blow job he ever got in his entire life. Even though his own sexual experience was limited, the feelings that he felt transcended anything he ever experienced.

Once again, he felt the pressure in his balls as they prepared to shoot his seed. Afraid that he once again would be denied the release that he wanted more than anything, the young man begged for the stranger to not stop.

The pressure continued to build until he finally reached the sweet point of no return. With a strangling cry of pleasure from his hoarse voice, Cody felt an electric thrill course through his entire body. After being denied sexual release for god knows how long, his cock finally got to shoot his seed into the stranger’s mouth.

The tight, wet mouth of the man who sucked him off seemed to clamp on his poor abused cock as screams of passion ripped from his body. Shot after shot of his sweet hot cum leapt from his cock and into his captor’s mouth as the most wonderful and intense feelings overwhelmed the weakened hero.

No longer aware of anything other than the sweet pleasure of sexual release, Cody closed his eyes as his cock continued to shoot his seed. After hours of sexual torment his balls emptied out more cum than he ever thought was possible.

When it was finally over, Cody lay helplessly on the hospital gurney covered in sweat and feeling more exhausted than he ever felt before.

The green skinned man lifted his head and looked down at the helpless hero with no expression. Cody gasped in shock at the increased height and muscle bulk the man now had. He was several inches taller and his muscles had increased ten fold. The young man had no willpower left to think about it as the sweetest afterglow enveloped him.

The straps were taken off his body, but Cody had no energy to move after such a powerful orgasm.

“You are free to go,” The stranger said with a smile. “If you want to find me, here is where you can find me.” A card was tossed next to him as the young man barely notice him leave the room. Drained of his cum, energy, and will, Cody closed his eyes and passed out with a content smile on his face.

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When the author’s tricks his hot but abusive neighbor into participating in an slave auction, they both experience a hellish weekend of abuse and raunchy sex in TXBound’s rather brutal third installment of the series. VERY RAUNCHY including piss and scat play.
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Hi Neighbor! – Part 3
by TXBound
Series: Hi Neighbor

It has been a while since Rick took me to his boat.  After we got back I got tested since I had no idea if Rick or any of his friends had STD’s but was relieved to learn that I was clean even after having over 30 loads of cum blown into my ass over the long weekend.  That was a big relief.  But on the other hand, I was frustrated because I hadn’t seen Rick in over a month.  
 
Since I hadn’t seen Rick and his friends to be fucked I decided to strike out on my own and had signed up for an charity bondage auction this coming weekend.  The rules indicated that anyone signing up and signing the waivers would be provided 50% of the earnings from the auction.  To receive the proceeds and to even be considered qualified I had to agree that I would show up prepped and submit to anything for the entire long weekend that my owner wanted.  In signing the papers, I had to agree that I would allow the owner to fuck, shave, flog, abuse, stretch and abuse in any way including public humiliation.  The only thing that was off limits was breaking skin or bleeding at which time the session would immediately end.
 
I also had to agree that I would prep myself the day of the auction with a deep enema and shave myself. I was not allowed to ejaculate for three weeks prior to the event, guaranteeing a big load.  To guarantee compliance I was to secure a cock cage and put it on three weeks prior to the auction and email a daily photo to the organizers. I could choose not to do the prep (the no ejaculation and cock cage for three weeks was an absolute requirement) if I agreed to allow my new owner to do it and I had to acknowledge that by not doing it I would be breaking my new masters rules and could be punished.  The master/owner could then use me for himself or he could share me as his property for any use.
 
I had nervously signed the documents four weeks ago and applied on line.  I had to send in nude body shots of myself but no face pics.  I purchased the cock cage and had sent daily photos as required.  I learned in reading that we would be hooded the entire time. I hadn’t cum now in about 4 weeks and was horny as hell.  The auction was to be Friday night and it was already Wednesday and I had given up that I wasn’t going to be selected.  My dick was hard and and hurting as it swelled in the tight cage.  I was walking around the house naked, and wanted to start jacking since I hadn’t heard anything by now but decided to check my email one last time.  Nothing was there except a bunch of ED ads. I decided to check my junk mail and there it was. I had been accepted for the bondage charity auction. 
 
My instructions:  “Arrive at 1506 Elm Avenue at 8pm exact.  Drive to the back of the building.  Be wearing only a pair of ass-less underwear have a printed copy of this email with you to identify.  Someone will meet you and park your car.  You will be hooded immediately and escorted to the auction.  Make sure you have made plans to be gone and unavailable through Monday evening at 7pm.  No cell phones allowed, no clothes, nothing and prep instructions are to be followed.  If you have someone come with you to the auction they may accompany you only to the entrance they will then leave you and they can park your car. They may join the auction. All auctions will be done in cash. Or credit/debit card.  You are auction slave #6.  Congratulations and remember that you have agreed to completely surrender yourself until Monday at 7pm.”

I was excited as hell but scared shitless at the same time.  I had been used by Rick and his friends but this was giving up all control.  It seemed like my dick was hard constantly until Friday. I knew that was a sign that I really wanted this.  I took Friday off work to make sure I was rested for the weekend of BDSM, domination, sex and punishment. I needed to leave by 6:30 to make sure I arrived in time.  I woke up about 10 am and worked around the house.  I put my shorts on and went outside and checked on everything since I would be gone for three days.  Rick walks outside while I am out and waves like we are long lost fuck buds.  I go back into the house after a while and eat some lunch.  About 2 pm I decided to start the shaving so I removed the cock cage after I took my last photo of the day.  I got in a hot bath lathered up to start shaving.  About that time I hear the doorbell ring.  I look out a side window and see Rick standing at the door with just a t shirt and a pair or running shorts on.  I am wet but wrap a towel around me and answer the door.

Rick sees that I am wet and says that he wanted to talk but will come back.  I didn’t want him to leave so I invited him in even though I needed to start the prep.  Rick tells me that he and his wife have separated and he has been on the road for a while.  He says that he is just going to the boat alone for the long weekend and wants to know if I would like to come along.  Damn, I haven’t done anything in a couple of months and now I have two things for this weekend.  He asks me what I am up to and I for some reason blurt out that I have volunteered for a bondage auction tonight.  He laughs and wants to know all about it.  I tell him the instructions of shaving and enema.  He sees the bar and walks over and fixed us both doubles and says let’s get started.  We go to the bathroom where we heat up the water and he strips and gets in the tub and starts shaving me.   Slowly my chest carefully gliding over my pecs and around each nipple then advances to my belly and crotch.  As he starts on my balls and cock I get hard immediately and he grabs it and starts jerking me off I pull back and he laughs.  A couple of times as he make sure all the hair is gone from my shaft he deep throats my cock which almost makes me blow.  He leaves and comes back with some more drinks then shaves ass hole and as he does he slips a few fingers inside, my dick is just bouncing and throbbing.  He finally insists on completing the job with my legs arms and face.  He enjoyed every agonizing minute from my throbbing dick.  Teasing me a edging me constantly.   When we finished he sees the anal hose and tells me to bend over.  He shoves it in without any lube and laughs saying “This is mild compared to what you are in for.”  When I am finally cleaned out and shaved I put a towel around me and Rick rips it off and tells me to get use to it.

It is now about 4pm and I have to leave in a couple of hours but Rick acts like he is here to stay.  We are still in the bathroom and he leaves to get more drinks, I am a little light headed and he has drank more than I have.  I see his phone on the bathroom counter and it starts vibrating.  I look at it and realize that he has taken photo’s of me and has been texting them to some guys.  I have been the show.  One text asked “When are you going to get that bitch boy here for us to fuck?”  His response was “I’m still working on him, he has other plans but I will change those.  I have some real fun planned this time and I have him prepped.”
 
About that time he comes back into the bathroom and hands me another drink.  I tell him that it is too strong so he sits his glass down and goes to weaken mine.  That is when my plan developed.  I grabbed  half a roofie into his drink and stirred it with my finger.  He comes back with my drink and asks if I would do some photo’s.  I agree as long as my face can’t be seen so he takes photos of my ass, dick, me sucking his dick.  He starts swaying a little so we move to the bedroom.  He is gone.  That is when I decided on my revenge.  I had watch him enter his passcode on his phone so I started texting his friends with our photo’s.  Several comments came back about fucking that hole and some CBT planned for the evening.  I only responded that I hadn’t convinced him (me) yet to join their party.
 
It was now 5:30 and I had to decide what to do.  Here was this beautiful neighbor that wanted to fuck me but he always used me and this little trick to get me to his boat really pissed me off.  I decided that we would switch places for the auction.  Rick would become slave auction #6 and I would buy him back and use him for myself.  The problem was he hadn’t signed the papers.  I then remembered that no one had ever seen my face in any photo’s.  They had only seen my dick in a cage. Decision done.  I wouldn’t prep Rick, that way I could punish him later.  I got out the teal blue ass-less underwear that I had bought and put them on Rick.  Damn he looked hot.  He was clean too because I had given him a bath while he shaved me.  I liked this guy but was pissed about the way he used me.
 
I got dressed in just some shorts, polo and flip flops and got what cash I had and my debit card so that I could buy him back.  I hope I have enough money in my account.

He is out and snoring, I start fingering his ass but realized that it is already 6:20 and I need to keep moving.  After putting the cock cage on his enormous dick I drag him out to the car, I text his friends and tell them that I haven’t been able to talk the neighbor into coming to the lake so I am just going to join him on a trip that he had planned for the weekend.  Several texts came back registering their disappointment of not being able to fuck his neighbor and pissing on him.  One guy was wanting to try out some new extreme sounds on me.  I signed off with “I’ll talk with u nxt wk”.
 
It was tough getting him into the car.  I grabbed the cock cage to leverage him.  At least he was almost naked.  As we drive the 60 miles to the town where the auction was to be held there was some traffic which made me nervous that we wouldn’t make it.  Every now and then Rick would start to wake but then pass out again.  Twice he would mumble something about letting him fuck the neighbor whore.  That was when my second thoughts vanished and I knew I was going through with this.  It was ten minutes until 8 when I arrived on Elm Street so I pulled over and waited for the magic 8pm.  I was nervous as hell and Rick was starting to wake I hoped this would work.
 
At 8pm sharp I pull into the drive.  There is a carport to drive under that has black drapes around and the guards pull back the curtains to let the slaves’ cars enter and exit.  I see the car in front of me.  The guy exits his car and hands them his papers.  He looks hot and I see them immediately grab him and put a hood on him along with a ball gag.  He is then chained to a bar over head and those sweet ass less underwear are ripped from his body.  I  hadn’t noticed that he was on some sort of stand and when they pushed him off he was hanging in the air like meat in a butcher shop.  They then put a spreader on his feet and  push their piece of meat off somewhere into the building.  I realize that this is an old meat packing plant.  I am having major second thoughts about this.
 
Suddenly they are waving me into the covered area.  The guards seeing that Rick is clearly the slave grab him out of the car.  He is clearly starting to wake now and they startle him and he fights some.  I tell them that he is nervous and has had a few drinks to calm his nerves and hand them the papers.  I am told to stay in the car.  They place Rick on the pedestal and immediately hood and gag him which he struggles against but not for long and his underwear are stripped off.  The guards grab each wrist and he is chained to a pulley above and pushed off the pedestal so he is hanging about a foot off the ground and immobilized except for his feet which are then attached to a spreader.  I  see one of the guards pull Rick into the structure by his cock cage while one comments about this one wasn’t prepped so that should be fun to watch.  I wonder what the hell have I done, I am nervous but also pleased with my revenge so far.  I am told to park the car and enter through the side door at 8:30.
 
That was a long agonizing 30 minutes so I was one of the first in line.  There were guys in suits, full leather, costumes, and practically nothing in the room when I walked in.  There was a registration line and I suddenly panicked, I couldn’t give them my name because I was supposed to be the #6 slave so I became Rick for the night.  The registration fee alone was $250 and that got me a bid number.  After I registered there were drinks and food.  There were some really rough characters around, massive leather masters and guys that looked like they could be your banker.  The program and final auction would last 3 hours so that you could see, feel and sample the slaves.
 
The first round would be where all slaves were brought out to entertain the 100+ men present.  I learned that there were 20 slaves for auction and they will have a rating attached to their number similar to wine.  At 9 pm the curtain opened and all 20 slaves were on their knees and their heads were taped to a board with a hole in it like a glory hole.  The difference here is that you can see the head and body that you are face fucking.  I see #6 but he can’t see me because he has a hood on and his mouth has a spreader like all the others.  Rick’s body looks good but you can see he didn’t shave, there is some fuzz all over his ass. All of them are bent over a bar at their waist so their ass is raised to enable both face and ass fucking. 
 
“Gentlemen,” the announcer said, “you have 1 hour to rotate between the slaves that interest you.  They are there for your pleasure.”  I don’t go to Rick at first to hope that he doesn’t know me.  The crowd around gathers quickly because he is natural and has not prepped.  The big leather guy pulls out his dick immediately and crams it down Rick’s throat.  I approach another guy and decide to fuck him which is a switch from the usual.  I see the big leather guy pull out of Rick’s mouth.  His dick is massive and he goes to Rick ass and rams it in.  I hear Rick scream.  The leather guy fucks him for a good ten minutes before shooting his load.  When he pulls out there is shit all over his dick so he goes back to Rick’s face and tells him to clean it off.  I can tell Rick is struggling with the stench and flavor.  I then hear Leather Guy say maybe this will help you swallow and see piss start erupting out of Rick’s mouth as he chokes, but Leather Guy keeps his engorged dick in Rick’s mouth with no relief. 
 
I move on to another couple of guys but always watching #6.  Several guys have interest in Rick and are enjoying themselves in him.  The Banker unzips and I see his dick is tatted.  While he is not as big as the Leather guy he seems to be more cruel and enjoys causing pain and Rick has become an interest.  I see him fucking Rick’s face hard and he pulls out pulls up the mask over Rick’s nose and shoots cum up Rick’s nostrils causing Rick to choke.  A big smile comes over the Bankers face.  He then moves on.  It is now 9:45 and I make my way to Rick.  Another guy is finishing up with him.  He looks like hell with slobber and cum oozing out of his mouth and ass.  I put my my dick into his spread mouth and lean down to his hood and say revenge is sweet isn’t it Rick!.  He starts moaning and trying to move which excites me even more. I know I am about to cum so I move to his ass and unload.  I shot load after load and his ass oozed my cum.  I lean up so he could hear me to tell him that my plan has changed and he is the auction slave but I will buy him back so he will be my slave.  He seemed to calm after that.  10 o’clock arrives and the curtain closes.
 
For the next 30 minutes everyone mingles and some of the masters talk about their slaves.  I understand that the Leather guy is in construction and that the Banker looking guy is really in real estate and they actually know each other.  There is talk about the slaves.  #14 and #6 have the most attention so far.  I hear the Banker and Leather guy talking about putting #6 to the test in the next session to see if they can break him.  They don’t realize that he didn’t prep because he really isn’t the slave.  They think he is defiant and disobedient and they want to break him.
 
At 10:30 the curtains open again.  Rick has a score of 90 on his #6.  There is one 92 but the rest are 85-90 rating.  Not sure who or how they were rated.  All 20 slaves are hanging from the rail like slabs of raw meat ready to be eaten.  The large stage is set up as a massive dungeon with various toys, pulleys, electric equipment, whips, racks, stocks everything to torture.  The announcer tells us that this event will last until midnight and the most creative torture will receive a credit of $1000 toward their purchase.  Each bidder can only apply one torture process to the slave.  All slaves have been cleaned up/hosed off.  Their hoods are still on and ball gags are used to reduce their screaming and begging for mercy since they have no rights.
 
I start toward Rick but the Leather guy and the Banker have teamed up.  They pull Rick over to a torture table and the guards help take him down and attached him to the table.  I find another guy and grab his balls and put a stretcher on hims with a bucket and start filling it with rocks.  I have stickers to put my bid number on my torture so they know who gets the $1000.  I know mine isn’t too creative but hope something will hit.  I see the two working on Rick at the table.  The have Rick strapped to a table and his balls have been tied to an electric pulley in the ceiling.  They start the pulley and Rick’s mid section is raised about 8 inches off the table by his balls while his legs and torso are strapped to the table.  The Banker then tapes Rick’s head in place with a wide mouth funnel taped into his mouth so he can breath and hopefully not choke.  He then inserts a catheter into his dick and tapes it to the funnel so Rick has to drink his own piss but more was to follow.  The Banker then proceeds to prepare an enema for rick since he didn’t prep.  A dildo hose was inserted into Rick’s ass and the enema started flowing.  You could see Rick bowels and belly start to swell as he was filled.  The Banked then tell Rick to hold it or he will be beaten.  The Banker removes the hose but inserts another hose into Rick’s swollen rectum and straps and tapes it into place so not an ounce of enema is lost.  He then tapes the other end of the hose into the funnel.  Both the piss hose and the enema hoses have clamps and both are strapped and taped so the cannot come out.  The Banker then smiles and puts his bid number on the funnel.  He then announced that each bidder may come by and offer this slave some food and drink.  He looks at me and smiles, I think you want to be first.  I have to admit that since Rick and his friends had made me drink their piss I had wanted to return the favor so I walk up.  I let go of the  catheter first and piss just fills his mouth.   I then announce that it is time for feeding and let loose the enema into his mouth.  He starts to gag and that is when the Banks orders him to swallow his shit.  This stench is terrible but Rick starts swallowing and a big grin comes across the bankers face as the leather guy raises the pulley holding ricks balls causing more pain and more shit to flow as his bowels contract, all flowing into Rick’s waiting open mouth.
 
The other slaves all had the usual electric, CBT, breath.  One of the bidders put electrodes into three guys asses and into their dicks and make them torture each other until he said to stop.  The unknown was that he was controlling the voltage and telling that the other guys were causing them more pain.  That was exciting to see their bodies flex to the electric charges.  One bigger guy was chained to the floor with legs spread and then he was raised so that he was stretched tight, unable to twist or move.  He was then flogged, whipped and had electro wands used on his dick and balls.  He was a screamer and that made the masters even more interested and wanting to whip him more.  Always careful to not break the skin but his ass, thighs and back were beet red.  Another guy was chained to stocks for foot torture.  One guy wanted to tickle his feet but that got little reaction until the Banker got bored with Rick and took over.  The poor guy was screaming by the time the Banker stopped beating his feet.  There was a crowd around chanting more, more, more.  The poor guy probably had to be carried off.  The the realization hit that any of these could have been me, would it have been fun or hell.
 
At midnight it was announced that the Banker had won the torture contest with his unique torture and inclusion of all other bidders to torture slave #6. It has been close but his beating of the other slaves feet had iced the win. He now has $1000 additional dollars to bid and both he and the Leather guy seem to have a strong interest in Rick.  I now worried about not being able to purchase Rick back even if I got 50% of the money back since it was supposed to be me.  The curtain closes and we are told there will be a 30 minute break.
 
Many present seem to know each other so they are comparing notes.  I overhear one guy tell another that he would really like #6 but knows that he doesn’t have a chance after the interest from Leather guy and the Banker.  Another guy is interested in the big guy for flogging and wants the foot torture slave both.  I am really worried that I will not be able to pull this off.
 
At 12:30 the curtains open and all of the slaves are hung spread eagle with just tape over their eyes so you can see most of their face.  They have gags but not spreaders.  The bidding will begin in 30 minutes according to the announcer enjoy yourself.  Rick’s score has improved to 97 with his torture.  I look around and he is the highest with the big flogging slave at 95 and the foot torture slave at 90.  All are now 90 or above.  One slave is not there and the announcer indicates that the slave has taken the option of purchasing himself for $5000.  I didn’t read everything and now realized that I missed my chance to get rick out of the auction.  As I think about all of this and look back.  The Banker is already fucking Rick’s ass, when he pulls out cum runs down Rick’s legs.  The Banker tells rick that he should think twice about not following the rules in the future or he will eat shit again.  I decide to take my turn with Rick as well and fuck him.  Man his clean ass was nice and as I pulled out I was still shooting and came all over his ass and crack.  By now there was a line behind me, I reached around rick grabbed his balls and yanked them and twisted his tits to see him squirm.  The others behind me were not so kind and after fucking the ass flogging started.
 
At 1am the auction started.  I couldn’t believe the first slave #1 went to $6000.  I don’t have that kind of money.  The next guy went for $2500 but then the big guy was #3 and he went for $7500.  Each time one was auctioned their number and $$ amount was written as Bitch #   $$$$$ on their chest/belly.  For an additional $500 the bidder could have a small tattoo placed on the slave’s body anywhere they wanted.  The bidder for slave # 3 said that he wanted an arrow on #3’s chin pointing to his mouth as a welcome sign.  Everyone laughed except for me, I then learned that tattoos were restricted from the face and neck unless the slave already had tattoos on the face/neck.
 
I saw Leather guy and the Banker talking just before the bidding started on slave #6 who should have been me.  The auctioneer started the bid at $3000 but the two took it immediately to $7500 thinking they would scare off others.  I had to do it so I bid $8000, then went to $8500.  I knew that these two wanted Rick so I walked over and tried to make a deal which they would have nothing of it.  They wanted to break this slave.  The two finally bid $10000, I was out and they could tell it.  The auctioneer announced that slave #6 is sold.  I see them talking to the auctioneer and he then announces that the Banker and Leather guy have agreed to let me join in the weekend under their control for a $5000 donation but I must also follow their instructions.  I don’t know about this but I can’t let Rick be turned over to strangers.  I agree.
 
The auction continues with lots of comments and one guy tells me that I probably should have asked questions first.  Leather guy and the Banker add another guy that looks good and was in great shape to their stable for only $1500.  After the auction ends we all pay up, they tell me to meet them in the covered area in 15 minutes.  I don’t know what is going to happen now.  I go to the bathroom and there are some guys in there fucking each other because they didn’t get slaves for the night.  I get out to the covered area just as the bring the first slave out.  They strap him to the floor of a van then clamp his balls off with a stretcher and attach it with a rope to to the top of the van lifting him 8 to to inches off the floor at his waist so he he literally hanging by his balls.  They then bring Rick out.  When he see me he gets upset.  This amuses the Leather guy and the Banker but they know how to handle him.  They let him know that they will break him over the weekend.  He is then hung above the other slave in the van so that he is swinging and can hit the rope that holds the other guys balls.  His balls are then tied to the floor of the van just the opposite of the other slave.  The last insult is added by the Leather guy.  He brings in a catheter and puts is in the first slaves dick and then tapes it into Rick’s mouth.  He then forces the slave to drink a gallon of caffeinated drink.  Rick then has a massive enema bag inserted into his ass that swings on the ceiling above him.  It is at least 3 gallons.  It is taped into place but you can tell that the swinging motion will cause it to pull out.  Other hoses are inserted into Rick’s ass with one being taped into Rick’s mouth and the other into slave 1.
 
The Banker then tells the first slave to make sure his bladder is empty by the time they arrive at his weekend vacation home and he tells Rick to not empty his bowels, to hold it.  That is impossible with the hoses inserted and Rick realizes what he is in store for.  They will be punished if they break their instructions.  And it is a 1.5-2 hour trip to their weekend retreat.  Just seeing Rick hanging got me hard again but his eyes didn’t return the feeling.  His balls being tied to the floor knowing every bounce or turn would cause pain.  

I was given a GPS tracker to follow them in the van and asked for my phone number.  I gave them Rick’s number and they told me that they would text me specific instructions before we arrive.  The van leaves the cover and I follow.  It is now about 2am and the van peals out of the lot and swerves around the corner.  I can imagine how their nuts feel and by now both have full mouths and shit is probably everywhere.
 
As I drive east for the next hour I have no idea where we are.  I am just following the GPS tracker in front of me.  We have taken some rough roads and some dirt roads which I know are inflicting pain on Rick and the other slave.  The van takes corners very hard and fast.  After about an hour and a half, I get a text telling me that I will see a building at the next intersection and the garage door will be open in the back.  I am to pull into the garage, strip, walk outside and close the door behind me.  I am to bring nothing with me and I will be searched. I am to stand next to the door with legs and arms spread and to not move.  I don’t know what I have gotten into but know that  I can’t leave Rick to suffer alone.  I strip get out of the car and close the garage door.  To my surprise the door locks as I close it, so I have no choice and stand there waiting.  It seemed like a long time but was probably only about 10-15 minutes.  I could hear cars passing in front of the building and was thankful that none turned this way.  I am naked with my back to the door, arms and legs spread when I hear a car approaching from the back of the garage.  I don’t move as instructed.  The car flashes its lights and stops.  No one gets out of the car and they finally pull away after shining their bright lights on me for several minutes.  A few minutes later a truck arrives and does the same thing.  This time two large men in leather exit the pickup.  They comment on me being a clean shaved pussy,  I am told to get on my knees and one pulls out his cock saying he is going to do an oral search.  After cramming his dick totally down my throat he laughs and tells the other guy that end is clean.  I am then told to bend over and hear the snap of a glove.  He at least uses lube and enters my ass with a couple of fingers first then suddenly his hand spreads and is sucked into my ass.  He pumps my ass with his hand banging my head into the garage door.  All clean here – boy, you are cleaner than your friend, you sure you aren’t the slave.  Oh Shit!
 
They radio someone and are told to bring me in.  I am loaded into a cage in the back of the truck and head down the dark country road.  I think it is about 4 am or later by now and I am getting to the point of total exhaustion.  When we arrive at the destination there are several large buildings.  I hear screaming and see the Banker and Leather guy in the van with Rick and the other slave.  The Banker tells me to see what my Friend #6 has caused by not holding his enema.  Shit is everywhere and the slave hasn’t completely emptied his bladder so both are having their tied up and now thoroughly sore balls swatted with crops.  Rick is in such pain that he throws up on himself and it falls onto the other slave.  The Banker is pissed and tells rick that we is going to pay for making this mess.  I am standing there totally naked taking in the brutality of these two.  They look at me and notice that I am shaved like their other slave.  Boy were you supposed to be in the auction?  One of the guards speaks up and tells them that my ass is a clean as a whistle too.  That is when rick starts squirming and trying to tell them what I have done.  The ass, I am trying to protect him but he wants revenge.  I decide to come clean.  After telling them the long stories about what rick and his friends had done to me I then told them how my plan had come about.
 
Leather guy just starts laughing at hearing the story.  “Well boys” he says, “you are both fucked now and your Rick here is going to learn to obey your every command or suffer and you will pay dearly for your deceit.  Get them inside boys, we have six holes to fill and torture for the next two days, starting now.  We are taken into a large building which is completely dark.  I hear shuffling and noises but have no idea what it is. We are placed get on our knees.  I suddenly feel something around my neck and something going up my ass.  The smell is awful as my ass is pounded for a good thirty minutes and has he fucks me the hold on my neck turns to a choke and I start gasping for air.  I hear Rick say, “take that you fucker” then I hear Leather guy tell him,  that is all the fun you can have for now but all will be punished.  Rick kicks me in the balls as he is pulled off me.  We are locked into cages for what remains of the night.
 
It didn’t seem like we had slept anytime at all until a light comes on and I see that we are not alone.  The banked and leather man have several slaves, all muscled, naked and chained. The guards now have on only leather jockstraps but at least they’re somewhat clothed. They the other slaves to prepare the guests for the events.  Each of us is lifted and taken to separate rooms where were are hosed off, shaved and given deep enemas.  I can hear noises in the next room and the guard in my room says that Rick is acting up again because he refuses to be shaved have the enema.
 
The guards take me out into the main room where I see Rick in a metal device that has his head locked in place along with his hands outstretched and legs spread.  It is impossible to for him to move.  The guards tell the slaves to inflict the punishment for refusing the enema and shaving.  Three slaves begin flogging Rick as hard as they can.  His ass, thighs, back and chest are taking a beating.  He screams but the punishment continues for 20 minutes.  His body is beet red and he looks at me with hate.  The guard tells him that all he has to do is beg to be shaved and beg for an enema but rick refuses so the flogging continues this time with not time stopping.  Finally Rick begs to be shaved and begs for an enema.  The guard laughs and says tell us how you want it in detail, Rick starts to refuse but when the flogging starts he says he want the hose placed in his ass as deep as possible so he can be cleaned thoroughly and he want to be shaved as clean as possible.  The guards tell the slaves they can laugh at the pathetic pussy so they do and then carry him back to the preparation room.  A while later Rick is carried back by the guards.  His blond chest hair gone along with every other hair on his body.  As they bring him through I see that they have put a dildo up his ass that has a pigs tail on it.  The other slaves snicker as he comes through.
 
Leather Man and Banker enter the room and see Rick first.  Banker tells Rick that he hopes he has learned his lesson because if he hasn’t it is going to be a very long weekend and possible longer since no- one knows where we are.  Now get on your knees and service my slaves and don’t drop an ounce of cum.  The slaves are enjoying not being the subject of the abuse and line up to take turns.  Once the finish they get back into line.  Evidently this is a common ritual and the slaves are trained to cum as many times as required.
 
The guards are given the other slave that was purchased and they start with him and then Banker turns to me.  “What are we going to do with you boy, so deceitful.  I am taken to a fuck bench where Leather guy and Banker take turns at my ass and mouth.  Banker looks over at Rick and tells him that he needs to learn how to suck dick like I can.  I can see the slaves still in line to be sucked and know that they will stay in line until their Master tells them to stop. I can see cum out the sides of Rick’s mouth and Banker walks over to him and pulls him off his knees and tells him that he was told to not spill a drop of that priceless seed and he has disobeyed.  Banker motions toward a slab where Rick is laid down and strapped.  The slaves then bring out equipment and the Banker takes great pleasure in telling Rick what each piece of equipment will do to him, where it will go and the pain it will inflect.  The slab was custom made so that the slave’s legs could be stretched outward and slightly bent  with the ass hanging over slightly.  Clear access to the ass, balls and dick so that is what Banker started with.  He pulls out a large dildo that is not only large around but long.  He explains to Rick that this will be crammed up his ass then strapped on so that he has no chance of pushing it out. As  Banker starts he seems gentle at first but with one huge push he crams it into Rick’s ass with no lube and Rick screams.  Banker looks at Rick and tells him that he will be punished more now for screaming and that his slaves take their punishment like men with no screaming or crying.  Next Rick’s balls are tied up and stretched again to a wench above the table  the wench is tightened enough that the pull on his balls raises his torso off the table and Rick moans in pain. Each time Rick tried to raise his torso to ease the pain the wench will adjust Banker then motions to one of the slaves and tells him to prepare Rick so the slave starts sucking Rick flaccid dick.  Banker meanwhile attaches some of the biggest nipple clamps I have ever seen to Rick’s nipples and lastly his tongue.  They are all then wired to a unit along with his ass plug, electrodes on his balls and then the tit and tongue clamps.
 
The slave then tells Banker that Rick is ready so Banker smiles and pulls out a pump.  He takes great pride in telling Rick that this torture is one of his own inventions and usually breaks a slave from ever wanting to fuck another human being again after a few training sessions.  He then adds we are going to try to speed up the training with you however since we just have two days so that you will never want to get hard again.  Rick starts shaking his head no and the Banker smiles and says that he is glad to see that Rick still has a lot of fight in him, that just means that our means are justified.  Banker puts the pump on Rick’s hard dick.  The banker then tells him that this is a basic milking machine that will be left on indefinitely each time you cum it will send repeated electric shocks deep into your ass, fry your balls and through the nipples and out your tongue. Each time you cum the currents will get stronger. The Banker laughs that your tongue may be a little sore for your cock sucking sessions but you will enjoy it “boy”.  Banker flips on the switch and the machine starts.
 
Leather man had left the building during Ricks wiring but now returned and orders the slaves to take me to the stocks.  He tells me that he wants me to see what I have done to my friend and give me punishment.  My feet are locked into the stocks and I now see that heat probes are starting.  I can feel the heat near my feet.  Leather man tells me that I am to clean the asses of all his slaves and drain their dicks before I can be released.  The heat is already getting hot so the slaves line up and I start eating and slurping.  I hear Rick screaming and know he must have just cum but it will continue longer because he screamed.  I try to not scream because I know they will keep me there longer.  I finish eating all the slaves asses and start sucking their cocks.  Of course Rick has been sucking their cocks all morning so this takes longer than usual and my hands are tied to I can’t finger their asses to excite them.  My feet are really burning now and I have only finished my first dick.  Rick continues an occasional scream as he comes and the electricity through his body increases.  I am ready to scream, I can feel blisters forming on my feet when I finish the last cock.  Banker comes over and switches off the heat and my feet feel better almost immediately.  He then says that I need to be punished more for what I have done to Rick and breaks out a crop and starts whipping the soles of my baked feet.  I scream in pain but he tells me that my session will now be extended because I screamed.  The pain was intense and I must have finally passed out.  When I woke I was hanging in the middle of the room with toes barely touching the floor.  My feet were in pain but were wrapped.
 
I see Rick still on the table with the milking machine on his dick and see his body convulse from time to time but he doesn’t make a sound.  I can see his balls are stretch a good 10 -12 inches away from his body now.  I don’t know what time it is now but it seems like days have gone by.  Banker seems to have focused on Rick which is fine with me.  He may not look mean but he has an evil streak.  I feel someone behind me but can’t move then hands reach around me and I hear Leather guy ask me if I am all rested not and ready to play some more.  I can feel his hairy muscled chest on my bare back and feel him separating my ass cheeks.  I realize that I have a ball stretcher on which is attached to something weighted.  His dick enters my ass and the motion makes the weight swing and pulls on my nuts.  As he fucks me he grips my nipples and twists them and the reaches down and slaps my balls hard.  That causes me to flinch and tighten which he loves me tightening my ass around his big dick.
 
Banker goes over to Rick and looks at him about the time he cums again.  By now Rick can’t even move and his tongue is slightly swollen.  Banker has the slaves come over and start disconnecting everything except the butt plug.  He asks rick if he needs a drink and rick indicates that he would like one.  Banker unzips his pants and inserts his dick into Rick’s mouth and starts pissing.  Banker orders Rick to drink it all and not to loose a drop, but because of his tongue rick leaks some and Banker gets mad and tells them to hang Rick by his feet for more flogging.  Banker looks at rick and tells him that he will learn to obey!
 
Banker and Leather guy have basically forgotten about the other slave.  Their guards however are enjoying that purchase.
 
Leather guy then lets me down.  My feet are throbbing but they are not as bad as I had imagined.  He tells me to get on my knees and suck.  I do as he says and suck his dick.  I can tell he is about to cum when he pulls out and puts his dick up to my nose and tells me to snort his cum and not to lose a drop of the precious cum.  I almost get choked but am able to do it and can feel it running down the back of my throat now.
 
Rick is now being flogged and beaten again by Banker.  His ass is crimson red by now and Banker decides it is time to fuck Rick himself.  His dick isn’t big around but it was at least 10 inches and he impales Rick with it.  He was a brutal master having no mercy.  As he finishes and cum is running down Rick’s legs Banker grabs his face and turns it toward me.  He tells rick that the tables are now turned and by the time the weekend is over he will be my pussy, bitch boy to use whenever and however I want.  Rick shakes his head no and Banker smiles and tells him “wrong answer.”  So the flogging continues.  When they are finished rick is let down and he collapses and the slaves carry him to another room.  Banker looks at me and says, “Your friend is strong willed but we will break that and he will beg you to let him be of service to you.

We are finally taken to a separate area where we are fed and allow to rest by laying on a cold concrete floor, no mat, covering just totally naked and the other slaves watched us but never say anything. Rick is quiet and the other slave actually seems to be enjoying himself.  Of course he has just been used for sex so far and has not been submitted to punishment.  My feet are sore and some blisters but they are much better than I had expected.  Leather man come in and says it is time for enema’s so the slaves grab us.  They take us to the room with the large slab.  Rick is strapped to the table first and a catheter is put into his dick and a hose up his ass.  I then see a harness being lowered and I am strapped into the harness and the pulleys lift me about two feet above rick with my ass over his face.  Rick starts to scream and fights which isn’t the thing to do.  The other slave is put in to another sling/harness and is hoisted 2-3 feet above me.  The slaves then start the preparations.  Catheters are put into my and the other slaves dicks then funnels are taped to my and Rick’s mouth.  All the catheters are emptied into Rick’s funnel but Rick’s funnel is also under my ass and my funnel is under the other slaves ass.  I try to prepare myself for what is about to happen and rick continues to struggle.  Leather man tells rick to obey and take it or it will get worse but rick doesn’t listen.  The slaves then insert hoses into all of our asses and slowly start inserting warm water.  My bowels feel like they are about to burst when Banker yells for us to hold it until he gives the instruction.

The slaves are doing something to Rick now and I realize that because he has been struggling the hose in his ass has been disconnected from the water source and connected to his funnel so he will have to eat his own shit  along with mine.  Ricks eyes are wide and tear up.  Release – says Banker and before I can even think the slave above me lets loose and my funnel is filled with his crap and I fill ricks with mine along with his own.  The stench is awful but at least it is over.  Banker tells the slaves to do it again.  We have about 6 deep enemas over the next 2 hours and each time Banker requires us to hold it longer and we all do.  We are finally only getting clear bowel water at the end.  Leather guy tells the slaves to move us to the fun room.  Hoods are put on our heads so we cannot see anything and we are carried to some other room.

I hear Rick struggling again and Banker spits on him and tells him that he will learn the hard way.  I am placed in a chair and feel something cold on the back side of my legs.  I realize that they are stirrups.  I can only assume that rick is in the same room in another chair.  I can tell that my ass is wide open and feel something being rubbed onto it the something is entering me.  At that point the hoods are removed and I see rick in front of me.  As I look up I can see a fucking machine placed between the two of us aimed at both of our asses.  when it pulls out of one of our asses it enters the others.  Leather guy tells us that we both have a remote control that will control the speed, size and roughness of the dildos for each other.  One button for each.  Banker tells rick that this is the last opportunity that he will ever have to my ass unless I choose to use him.  Rick struggles more.  The machine starts and the slaves stand on benches and we are required to suck their dicks again.  I can feel rick speed up my machine immediately so that my ass is being pounded instantly, then the machine feels like it doubled in size and it feels like it has spikes ripping my ass.  I return the favor as one of the slaves shoots his cum into my mouth and another steps up.  I can hear rick moaning in pain as I increase the size of his as well as the spikes and speed.  We are strapped so tightly that our bodies do not move and our asses take a pounding.  Rick keeps increasing it all he can to torture me and I return the favor.  Over the next hour my was feels like it was ripped into and I swallowed at least 6 cum loads.  Leather guy announces that we should be ready for the party.  I can’t imagine getting fucked now because my ass is throbbing.  Rick seems to have relaxed finally.  The slaves move the machine out of the way and Leather man and Banker both approach rick and I.  They both are naked now except for boots and ass less leather chaps.  The slaves bring them stools and Banker sits next to ricks ass and Leather guy next to mine.  Leather smiles and asks if I have ever been fisted,  Banker laughs and says this will be fun.  I can see everything in the mirrors above us.  My ass is now loose and Leather man has his hand up my ass to the elbow in no time.  Rick on the other hand was tighter so Banker enjoyed causing him as much pain as possible.  After about 30 minutes Banker had both hands inside ricks ass and rick was now moaning in pleasure.  Leather guy was doing the same to me but I felt like I just wanted to dump a load.

The events are repeated over the next day and half.  Banked really enjoyed breaking Rick and fisting him.  They used the electric probes on him repeatedly.  Rick now stayed quiet and took what ever was handed to him.  Banker announces that it is time for the matches.  The slaves take us to a new room with a large pit in it.  We are told that we are to wrestle for freedom.  All of the slaves are invited to participate one at a time.  The loser of each match stays in the ring until all have wrestled and the winner is still standing.  The winner will be fucked repeatedly for his reward and then released.  The loser will remain a slave and suffer more punishment until the two Masters determine he can be released.  I am scared.  I remember when I was forced to wrestle at Rick’s home and how he totally dominated me and I was subjected to being fucked and pissed on by his guests.  I would do everything possible to not have a repeat of that.  Banker and Leather guy sat in large chairs above the ring like Caesar at the Coliseum.

The matches were to never stop once the referee (guard) determined a winner they were thrown out of the ring and the next slave entered.  We had to draw numbers for the bout.  I was number 6 out of 8 that I could count.  I would prefer to be number 8 so I would be fresh in case I had to match rick.  I had no idea what number he had.  His face was motionless.  The matches start and two slaves enter the ring.  They are fighting hard when oil is dumped into the ring. now they are slipping around and trying to grab each other.  One finally trips the other and jumps on top of him.  The winner stands and his dick is already rock hard.  #3 now enters the ring and fights as hard as he can but he is no match for the previous winner and this time the winner as an insult rams his dick in the other slaves ass as insult,  Leather guy and Banker applauded that.  The first winner continues to fight when I realize that Rick is #5.  He enters the ring and you can tell his instincts have returned.  They go at it for about 20 minutes straight.  The slave’s dick softens as he strains to overcome Rick.  I am now really concerned that I am headed down the same road as previously at Rick’s party.  They keep going until Rick grabs the slaves balls and throws him on his back and falls on top of him.  Rick is the winner and I am number 6.  As I start to enter the ring I can see that Rick’s dick is hard and he wants revenge so I must fight for my freedom.  I realize that I have gotten into good shape but Rick is so shaven clean that I can’t grab much and he is still muscled.  He grabs me in a headlock and tells me that he is going to enjoy fucking and beating the hell out of me.  I break out of the hold barely before the count.  I get rick down a couple of times but he breaks loose.  Finally Rick gets me in a headlock.  All I can see is his hard dick and balls that now almost reach his knees from all the stretching.  I decide there is only one thing I can do.  We both are covered with oil so I slide my hand around his balls so he will think I am going to grab them for leverage but instead I quickly plunge my left hand up into his loose ass hole and spread my hand for leverage.  That enables me to pull him off his feet with my hand up his ass and in his shock the three count is down.  I am the winner but now much face two more opponents.  The first one was no match but the final one was tough and I had to use the same had trick up the ass again to ensure the winner bracket.  I had won.

Now the loser had to be determined so the matches continued.  While the matches were going Banker and Leather guy enjoyed fucking me and then offered me to the guards and other slaves that could still get hard.  In the looser round the loser would stay in the ring.  Rick lost his first match and never recovered.  

The slaves take me and clean me up but I am not given any clothes.  Banker and Leather guy come in and tell me they will take me to the car.  As we are riding I plead with them to let rick go but they tell me the he must be trained and I will be pleased when I see him next.  They tell me to expect a text when they deliver him to me sometime over the next few weeks.  I know people will be looking for him but they tell me to figure it out because it is my problem.  As we arrive the decide they want one more fuck so I get it in the face and ass.  They tell me to just get into the car and leave without dressing and don’t leak cum on the seats.  To make sure they take my clothes except for my shoes. I ask them to please let rick go once more and Banker tells me that I can trade places with him but I decline.  Banker laughs and tells me that rick is going to have several days that will be rougher than what he has already encountered.  Once he is slave worthy, he will be returned as property and will have the slave property tatoo. They ask me for my phone number and  tell me to expect a text over the next weeks.  I realize it is now 7pm on Monday evening as I start my car.  Before I back out I look at my and ricks phones.  I just have a few missed calls and messages but nothing special.  rick on the other hand has several messages from his friends pissed off the he hasn’t delivered me for their own fuck fest. I’d like to turn those guys over to Banker and Leather guy ( I don’t know their names).  The latest ones were from a couple of his friends asking where he was hiding out.  I decided that I would just respond to them with “taking some time to myself, seeing if I can find another easy target for our fun fucks”.  I immediately get a response, ‘ok man, let us know if we can hunt with you”  I responded K but my dick is already on the hunt.  I just got 🙂 as a response.

I couldn’t help but worry about Rick and if I had done anything that I could be arrested for if Rick wanted to press charges.  It would take a lot to calm him down.  On a Friday night late two weeks later I get a text – where do you want your package delivered?  I provide my address.  I am not sure what to do.  He may be pissed and want to beat the shit out of me for all I know.  What a mess.  About 2 am I get a text – your package is on your front step – to insure you are pleased you need to text us pictures of yourself and him together naked and him serving you however pleases you.  We will keep your number and address – we will be calling on you and your fine neighbor Rick.  You will be called to our service in the future and refusal to comply as rick knows now isn’t an option.  Let us know if your pet needs any refresher training.

I go to the front door, I don’t know what I expected but I didn’t expect to see rick totally naked with his ass up toward me and a dog collar and chain around his neck.  Tattooed from his lower back into his ass crack was an arrow made out of the word MASTER pointing to his ass hole.  I took the chain and he followed me into the house on all fours then presented his ass to me so I took advantage of that beautiful ass and took the required photos and texted them.  The response was, glad you are enjoying your new pet – use him well and often.  I did just that and fucked his face.

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