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Subject: {ASSM} Sexual Perversions #31 (mmm,bd,ws,anal,oral,nc,sm,young)
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This is actually My Sex Life #31, but I figure, what the fuck, let's
change the titles.  If anyone is still interested, I'll repost all the
earlier tales also.
   I wrote a lot stories about My Sex Life many years ago.  These are
eroticized versions of things that I actually did when I was younger -
that is to say, the things I did acutally happened.
   This is all about Sex.
   The great obsession.
   These are the fucked stories of my lives.
   Its permutations of cocks and cunts, holes and moans and slick
fluids.
   The Internet lets me be an exhibitionist and a voyeur on the same
page - I am able to fuck and get fucked in public.
    I can display and enhance my kinky life that I have hidden away for
fear that everyone "normal" would consider me a deviant reprobate.  And
I can relive all of the perverse things that I have done and that have
been done to me. In truth, sometimes the reality was far less
interesting, exciting or pleasant.  But my purpose is to make both you
and me hard and wet.
    Those who still read - I ask you to write and tell me what you
think - what you like - what turns you on.
   And, of course, if you live in Minnesota and you are interested in
spanking and fucking and otherwise abusing a guy who is now on the
other side of 50 but still hot to serve, drop me a line at:
Strangesub@yahoo.com

Sexual Perversions #31 ...
    Greg was picked up hitchhiking by some nice men who fucked him and
had another nice bondage and mild s&m session with him.  When they are
done with their play, they get him set up for his new master....

   I groaned with relief as he unhooked the weight off of my balls.
Then he slipped a blindfold over my eyes.  He pulled back my head and
forced a ball gag into my mouth, strapping it tight around the back of
my head.  Pushing my face back into the mattress, he opened up my ass
cheeks and started pushing a new dildo into my ass.
   "NNnnnnnnmmmmmm" I tried to protest, my asshole already inflamed
from all of the abuse it had gotten, but he paid no attention and
shoved the butt plug home.
   "ooooommmmnnnnnnn" I moaned, shaking at this new pain, my still
clamped nipples painfully rubbing against the bed.
   A soundless scream came from my gagged mouth as Sam yanked me back
up, onto my knees, driving the butt plug farther into my ass.
   He dragged me over to the edge of the bed and stood me up on the
floor, my back arching as my hard, pulsing cock jutted out in front of
me.
   "Don't hurt him," said Greg lazily.
   "Nahh, just have to keep him exicted for Tom," replied Sam as he
pushed me out of the bedroom, down a hallway.
   He maneuvered me into another room where he sat me down.
   "Oohhhhfgguuuuck" I moaned through the gag as the dildo rammed
further into my ass as I sat down on the chair, my bound hands trapped
behind me.
   I sat there as Sam walked away.  Then he was back and he grabbed my
balls that were still bound by a leather sheath and started
manipulating them.  I could feel him tying something around the base of
my cock and balls, tying up my balls tighter, pulling on me until I
felt him thread something through one of the nipple clamps and pull
back down to my cockhead.  He repeated the action through the other
nipple clamp, tying my nipples off to my cock as I tried to groan at
this abuse. Then, he put a strap over each thigh, fastening me down to
the chair.  Lastly, I felt him tie my slave collar to the back of the
chair. Then he left.
   I sat there in the chair, blindfolded and gagged, my naked body
writhing as every move I made pulled on my nipples or my balls or my
cock and drove the butt plug in and out of my ass.
  I heard Sam and Greg talking as they got dressed.  They walked out
and Greg said, "Is he going to be okay?"
  "Imagine you sitting there instead of him, sweety," said Sam.  "He'll
be okay."
  Their voices faded as they walked into another room.
  I don't know how long I sat there...  Eventually, still hard and
still squirming in pain, I dozed off and on...  The blindfold was
untied.
   I looked at Tom's smiling face through glazed eyes as he took in the
sight of me tied and fucked over.
   "I'm going to undo you, Boycunt." said Tom.  "It's time to play some
more."
   He unbuckled my gag and untied my collar from the chair.
   "Ohhhh fuck," I moaned, "thank you, thank y..."
   "Shhhhh" he admonished, putting his mouth to mine and flicking his
tongue inside as he yanked the nipple clips off.
    "AAAHHHHhhhhhh!!!" I cried out into his open mouth as the hot
needles of circulation came back to my nipples while he rubbed them,
sucking my mouth on to his.
    Again, I screamed and helplessly convulsed as he yanked the other
nipple clip off, leaving them both hanging off of my tied up cock.
    I was moaning as he took his tongue out of my mouth and started
untying my hot dick, which only got harder at this new pleasure pain.
Reaching behind me, he undid the cuffs and the thigh straps and
finally, he unsnapped the ball sheath, leaving me unbound, except for
the butt plug up my ass and the slave collar, for the first time in
hours.
   Whimpering at the hot needles coursing through my abused genitals
and nipples, yet totally turned on by my new freedom, I put my mouth to
the crotch of his pants, trying to massage his large bulge with my
lips.
Tom pushed my head away and slapped my face.
   "No, no, my little Boycunt," Tom said, "That is only your reward for
being a good fuck slave.  If you train up well, maybe I'll let you
taste my cock again.  First, you have to learn to be nothing but my
slave fuck toy.  You will do whatever I tell you.  Whenever I tell you.
 Wherever I tell you.  You're only purpose is my pleasure, not yours...
 You understand?"
   Tom grabbed my sensitive raw nipples between his fingernails and dug
into them with terrible force.
   "AAAAHhhhhhhhh, Nooooo,pleassees, nppplll," I screamed out as the
incredible pain coursed through my young, naked, hairless body.
   "Now, go clean yourself up," said Tom, releasing my nipples.  "We're
leaving in about 15 minutes."
    I got up and staggered to the bathroom, sitting on the toilet and
easing the butt plug out of my hot, sore asshole.  Jesus, I thought,
What have I gotten myself into?  I spent the next ten minutes or so
cleaning off the butt plug of my shit; gingerly cleaning out my ass;
and wondering if I should go through with this insanity.  The problem
was that I stayed hard the entire time and every time I touched my raw
asshole or my swollen nipples, a new wave of pleasure pain would course
through me...  I never really had any choice.  I was already a total
slut slave to bondage and sensation.
    Tom was in the kitchen when I got out of the bathroom. I put on an
pair of shorts and a t-shirt and, dressed for the first time, I
cautiously walked into the kitchen.  Greg was gone, but Sam and Tom
were talking when I walked in.  Tom got up to go and  said, "If I get
stuff for Roadpig here, I think it'll fit Randi.  Then, we'll find Al
and everybody will be happy. "
    Without further conversation, we left the apartment.
    I expected to get in a car or something, but we didn't.  We walked
about a mile through a city neighborhood.  It was a nice, warm Saturday
afternoon and there seemed to be a lot of people out and about.  And,
although I wasn't really thinking about it at the time, based on the
smiles they gave me and that Tom gave back, some of the guys we passed
were definitely gay.  Again, I knew nothing of the subculture of queer
life in the 1970's.  All I knew was that I was still hot to be Tom's
fuck toy.
   We finally came to a store that was simply called Sex Shop, and Tom
directed me inside.  The guy at the counter nodded at Tom as we went
past him into raunch paradise like I had never seen before.
    The inside of the store was full of magazine racks and book racks
which were full of hard core porn.  There were several men furtively
thumbing through pornographic spreads of men and boys and cocks and
asses and masses of naked flesh.  I looked around as Tom led me around
a corner to the back section of the store which was hung with wall to
wall sex toys and outfits.  One section actually looked like a clothing
store for perverts with crotchless lingerie and leather pants and vests
along with other exotic clothing all hung on racks.  Tom walked over to
a rack and pulled off a pair of black leather shorts with all sorts of
zippers on it.  "Here," he said, tossing the shorts to me, " try these
on and let's see how you look."
   I looked around for a dressing room.  "Where do I change?" I asked.
   "Right here," he replied.
   "Uhh, Tom, I don't think I can... Uhhhhhhnnnn" I moaned as he
grabbed my balls through my shorts and squeezed hard, putting his lips
on mine and shoving his tongue into my mouth at the same time.
   "Don't tell me what you think, Roadpig" said Tom, taking his tongue
from my mouth and licking my face from my chin to my forehead, "just do
what I tell you."
   I moaned again as he released my balls and I quickly pushed down my
shorts, stepping out of them.
   "The t-shirt and your sneakers too," Tom said.
   I shucked off the t-shirt and stepped out of my sneakers and stood
there in the center of the clothing area, totally naked except for my
slave collar, my hairless cock jutting out in front of me.
   "Just a second," said Tom as he knelt down in front me.
   I groaned as he fastened something around my balls, pulling them
painfully tight. He got up and I looked down to see my balls again
stretched out, dark red, beneath a leather black sheath with small
rings and snaps on it.  I moaned again at the pressure on my balls as I
tried to struggle into the tight leather pants.
   Tom laughed at my efforts to pull the black shorts up over my
bulging nutsack, my hips and hard on, and he reached over and unzipped
the sides, helping me get them up over my hips.  Then he unsnapped a
piece at the bottom of my crotch exposing a small hole, and as he
pulled the pants up over my hard cock, he pulled my encased balls down
through the tight leather hole.  Then he zipped up the sides, trapping
my stiff dick inside a molded leather bulge, with my naked balls
projecting from the bottom.
   I could see in a mirror that the black leather zippered shorts
looked incredibly sexy as they squeezed my hot dick and molded my
buttocks in the back. The leather sheath around my balls looked as if
it were part of the leather shorts.
   I groaned again as Tom pulled on my exposed testicles and fastened a
clip to a ring on the ball sheath. He pulled on a nylon rope attached
to the ring and led me over to a balance beam near the wall.
  By now, there were several guys watching me as Tom bent me over the
balance beam, pulled the rope attached to my balls under the beam,
threaded it through my slave collar and ran it back down to a ring on
the wall in front of me attached near the floor.
   The only way to relieve the pressure on my aching balls was to bend
farther over the beam, pushing my black clad ass up into the air.
   I felt Tom unsnap another piece of leather off my asscrack, exposing
my asshole.  He shoved a pair of lubed fingers into my hole.
   "OOuuhhhh, fuck." I moaned at my captivity as he played with my ass.
   What the fuck.  I couldn't believe that he was doing this in the
middle of a store in front of a bunch of guys.  I was afraid of getting
arrested.  But I was also incredibly turned on.
   "UhhHHHNNNhnnnnn" I groaned again as he shoved a third finger into
my already sore asshole, widening my abused anus.
   "Ohhfuck," I sighed as he withdrew his hand and wiped his greasy
fingers on my ass.
    "I'm going to go pay the cashier," said Tom, "but I think someone
ought to find out if a good sized cock is going to fit in that tiny
leather hole."
    I heard Tom walk away and as I tried to turn my head to see behind
me.  I could see several men advancing on my exposed ass.
    "Shit, no," I said, trying ineffectually to stretch my arms behind
me to protect my vunerable asshole.  "AAahhhhshiitt!" The movement
yanked on my balls and my slave collar at the same time.
    "Plleeaase," I begged, my fingers fluttering at someone's hands as
they spread my leather clad asscheeks. "Noooooo."
    "AAAooooouuhhhh," I cried out as, without warning, I felt the head
of a cock push against my hairless anus and through, sinking into me.
   My whole body shuddered and I spasmed, yanking on my bound balls,
protesting, as he slid into my ass.
   "Plleeease," I begged, "Don't.. uhhhhhh... pleea.. uhhhh,
uhhhnnnn...."
   I moaned in protest as the man began thrusting in and out of my hot
hole.
   I was scared at letting myself be so helpless in some public skanky
bookstore.  I was like a trussed up whore, my asshole available to
whoever wanted to fuck me.  Each thrust pulled painfully on my balls
and I had to keep my head down and my ass up for fucking, just to keep
the pressure off of my nuts.
  The man started fucking me harder, driving his steely erection deeper
into my shit tunnel. I was still trying to push him off with my useless
hands.
  "Uhhhhhhh, pleeeeease noooo," I objected. But he spread my ass wide
open, bumping and grinding against my leather clad butt.
  "Uhh yeah, you can take it," he moaned.  "That's it, yeah, take it in
the ass!"
  Take my cock up your ass!" he ranted hotly, fucking me faster and
harder, drilling in my guts.
   He gripped my hips and slammed his prick home roughly. I thought he
would rip me apart from the savagery of of his assault with his hard
tool.
   "OWWW! AAAAAAHHH!! ARGHHH!" I screamed, my asshole and my balls both
being tortured.
   His fierce assaults sent tremors inside my guts. He didn't pause, he
just kept on fucking me really hard, slamming into my ass with his deep
strokes.  In spite of the pain I felt, my cock was stretching the front
of my shorts, rubbing on the balance beam under my
belly.
   "You really love this, huh? You love my COCK boy?" grunted the guy
fucking me, his fuckpole ramming in and out.
   "OOOOOHHHhhhhhh, fuuuuck, yessss," I sobbed, even while shaking my
head and raising my butt higher.
    Even through the haze of painful abuse, I loved the feel of his
hard cock in my ass, sodomizing me.  The dual stimulation of pain and
pleasure added to my helpless humlilation brought me to darkest corners
of my naked flesh, where submission, exhibition and perverse lust were
rampant.
   Then a hand grabbed my long, red hair and lifted my face up.
   "AAAAHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed out as the rope from my slave collar
pulled on the ring on my balls as my hips were trapped by the cock
embedded in my ass.
   A large, hard cock slid into my wide open mouth.
   I had no choice but to suck on it, going insane from this intense
public orgy. The pressure on my balls took my breath away, but I had
never felt so dirty and degraded before, now with these two cocks in
both my holes. The man behind me shoved into my butt as the man in
front shoved his thick dick down my throat, so that I was choking on
it.
   The guy in my ass froze and I felt his hot cum pump into my bowels.
He pulled out as the mouth fucker continued to choke my helpless face.
   Immediately, another cock was rammed into my asshole, shoving deep
into my wet boy cunt.  The guy bucked his hips, buggering me
feverishly, driven by his primal instincts as the man in front's cock
leaped in wild spasms.  He held my head up tightly with one hand and
blasted his fuck load into my mouth and throat.
   I tried to swallow his sperm as the man behind me stretched my
asshole to the limit, his heavy testicles were slamming into my butt.
   "UHHHHHHHHHooohhhhh," I burbled around the cock choking me in
mindless lust, trying to eat this guy's  jizz, my nuts feeling like
they were going to get pulled off, the man behind me jackhammering my
ass until he too bent over and grasped me by the shoulders, squirting
his seed into my boy ass with vigor.
  My anus tried to choke his cock, milking out his
thick ejaculate.
  "Uhhhhhhhh... Fuck yeah!" he moaned, saturating my fiery rectum with
his sperm.
  I broke down and hung limply on the balance beam, whimpering as both
fat organs withdrew painfully from my ravaged fuck holes, leaving a
gaping void between my buns and my lips. I was exhausted, my hard cock
raw from chafing inside its leather prison.
  "UUUuuuuuuhhhh," I moaned again, only semi-conscious, as another hard
piece of meat slipped into my ass.
  "Sorry, I was gone so long," I heard Tom's voice say, "but we got to
talking...  But go ahead and finish up with Roadpig.  I like to see his
fuck hole worked out."
  I grunted, helplessly, cum dripping from my lips, as the man behind
me fucked his cock into me, squeezing my buttocks tightly.
  After slamming his hard dick in and out of my ravaged ass, he finally
deposited another load, adding it to the rest of the cum oozing from my
asshole, saturating my crack and trickling down the inside and outside
of my shorts.
  "You have a beautiful fucking pussy, Roadpig," said Tom, as he viewed
my wide open, wet, well fucked asshole.  "You managed to fuck all of
the customers in the store, so I guess we can go now.  But first, let's
cork that cum up for later..."
  "OOaahhh, fucknoooo," I moaned again in protest as I felt Tom force a
fat butt plug into my sore asshole.
  He pushed it in slowly, stretching my fuckhole even farther open...
I groaned deleriously as the fat end of the asshole plug unbearably
widened my burning hole. I would have been screaming with pain had I
not already been fucked four or five times in the last twenty-four
hours. Then my asshole snapped shut over the thinner part of the plug.
But Tom shoved it in a little farther and I felt other bumps on the
stem of the ass plug as he shoved it deeper into me.  Finaly, he zipped
up the shorts around the plug, holding it tightly deep in my ass canal.
 Then I felt him attaching, screwing, something into the butt plug...
It was the weirdest sensation.
   Tom untied the rope from its ring and took the ring off of my ball
sheath. He slapped my ass.
  "Let's put something on your feet, Roadpig," he said, laughing as I
barely stood up, feeling something hanging out of my ass.
   "Ooohhhfuckkk," I was panting at the multiple rape that had just
occurred and the butt plug jammed up into my intestines as my abused
body trembled.
   "We need to accessorize you," said Tom as he pulled out some studded
leather straps from a bag.
    As the guys that just fucked me watched, Tom proceeded to attach
these straps to my shorts, crisscrossing them over my chest and
shoulders, wrapping them around some more attaching them both to my
slave collar and my shorts again.  I could see over my shoulder that I
had a tail!  There was a fucking tail coming out of my asshole that
curved up from its base and was made out of some kind of flexible
rubber.
    I stood there passively, my stretched, aching balls still hanging
out; my dick throbbing with unfullfilled lust; the cum churning inside
my rectum, while I licked the cum off my lips and inside my mouth.
   I saw myself in the mirror and I looked incredibly hot.  The
combination of my long red hair and the studded straps crisscrossing my
body made me look like some barbarian warrior boy.  The tail looked
wildly erotic.  The tension of the leather straps pulling the leather
material of my shorts, outlining my hard cock obscenely, the tail
bobbing, forced the butt plug to fuck me with the slightest movement.
As the tail fucked me, I could feel the ribbed stem of the ass plug
popping in and out of my ass.  It also pulled on my bound balls.
   "Here," said Tom, giving me some boots with straps attached, "sit
down and we'll put these on."
   I sat down on a chair, yelping and immediately trying to get up
again as the tail fucked me in the ass.
   Tom laughed at me and let me hold myself up a bit by the arms of the
chair as he crouched down in front of me, putting on the boots and
lacing up the leather straps around my calves.  Everytime I moved down
to the chair, I was fucked deeper by my tail.  He finally snapped a
ball pouch onto the leather sheath, around my exposed testicles and
said "There you go. Let's go."
   I gratefully stood up and reached around behind me to the tail at
the back of my shorts.  Even though I was plugged and zipped, I could
feel the wet cum on my leather clad ass and thighs.  I wanted to
protest that I was too obscene to be walking about in public, but I
knew by now that I would be punished for doing so.  So I began shakily
to walk towards the front of the store.
   Walking to Tom's place was a whole new experience for me.  The tail
steadily fucked me as I tried to walk normally, without waddling.  The
black ball pouch stuck out prominently underneath me. I presented an
exotic spectacle and many people stared as I walked by.  Some with
obvious admiration. I loved it...  I was a Roadpig slave toy and I got
to flaunt it in public.  I would have done anything for Tom at that
point.
    It was about five o'clock in the afternoon when we finally walked
into Tom's place.  Tom casually picked up some leather cuffs off his
table and fastened my hands behind me.  Then, he had me kneel on the
floor.  He took the ball pouch off, tied a short strap to the sheath
and fastened it to a ring in the floor.
   "You can relax, Roadpig, while I take care of things.  We're going
to go out later."
   Fuck, I thought to myself.  I wanted to protest this new indignity,
but I suspected that Tom would simply enjoy causing me more pain.  I
marvelled at myself - going from being an erotically charged object of
display in public to being uncomfortably trussed to the floor of Tom's
apartment.  My asshole felt raw now and I couldn't even lie on my side
with my balls tied to the floor the way they were.  Trying to relieve
the pressure, I slumped over and put my forehead on the floor, the
flexible tail gently rubbing the back of my neck.  I was coming down
from my erotic high and I started feeling stupid, but I didn't know
what to do. I finally started dozing off that way, my forehead on the
floor, until I felt a fierce tug on my tail, wrenching the butt plug in
my raw anus as Tom said "dinnertime."
   I pulled up and he placed two bowls in front of me. One with food
and one with liquid. Tom pulled up a chair and watched as I ate what
turned out to be raw hamburger mixed with onions and spices and drank
from the bowl of... beer!.  I suddenly laughed as I ate, contemplating
the absurdity of what I was doing.
   "What's so funny?" he said.
   "I like this food," I replied cautiously, not sure if I was allowed
to enjoy myself.
   I didn't want to tell him that I actually loved raw hamburger and
beer, and often prepared it for myself under normal circumstances.
   "Good, good, eat up Roadpig.  Then we'll get you cleaned up and we
can go out."
   As Tom ate his dinner, I rooted my face in the bowls, enjoying this
new experience again, being a slave pig, eating like a dog.
   Tom put some more hamburger into the bowl and started to untie all
my restraints.
   I was hard again and and turned on by the time I was naked except
for the slave collar and the butt plug.
   "Squat over your bowl, pull out the plug and drop it into it.  Then
shit your pigfuck juices into your bowl..."
   I did as Tom told me, groaning as I pulled out the plug, dropping it
into the bowl, and farting the used cum from my open asshole onto the
hamburger meat.
   After I had squatted for awhile, letting the cum drip from my ass,
Tom said, "Okay, now finish your dinner and clean off your ass plug
too."
   I leaned over my food bowl and ate my cum covered hamburger and
licked the shitty juices off of the dildo.  I was revolted by what I
was doing, but the smell of hamburger and sex overwhelmed any shit
stink, so I was totally hot again by the time I was done.  Tom smiled
at me as I ethusiastically licked the bowl clean, showing him what a
good slave I was.
   "All right, Roadpig, you really are a good shit eater, aren't you?
Do you like getting high?"  Tom asked.
    I laughed and nodded my head.  I was so fucking hard and happy.
    "Rinse your shit mouth out good," he said.
    Tom proceeded to set up a bong and then had me join him at the
table after I drank the rest of the beer and rinsed out my mouth.  He
sucked up the smoke and then, placing his mouth on mine, he exhaled
into my willing lungs. I inhaled deeply, squirming with delight,
feeling favored by my master now, hard and wanting to do anything to
please him.  I reached for his crotch again.
    Slap!  I coughed as Tom stung my face with his hand saying "Don't
even think of touching me without permission you fucking pig.  You're
going to have to beg for my cock before I give it to you again."
    I was shocked and mortified and I almost started to cry at his
anger; the pain and humiliation when Tom took another hit, grabbed me
by my naked tit flesh and pulled my mouth to his again. He breathed
more marijuana into my lungs and then said, "I own you Roadpig.  And
you fucking love it."
    We both laughed as he let go of my nipples.
    We smoked pot for awhile, Tom continuing to stroke and squeeze my
flesh as he chose, alternating between painful abuse and affectionate
play.  I lost track of time...  We ate some cookies and drank more
beer.  Then Tom got up and told me that he was going to take a shower
and did I want to join him?
    "Ohhh, please," I begged as I fell to my knees, sincerely lusting
to wash and pamper him. I looked down and said, "Please... Master...
let me clean you.  Let me be your slave."
    Tom laughed again and said "Okay.  And if you do a good job, I
won't whip your ass for daring to touch me..."
    Tom's body was hairy and muscular. I felt like a little boy as he
turned on the water and it started to cascade down his naked form.  My
dick was achingly hard while his was still more or less half soft as he
handed me the soap and smiled. "Go ahead and wash me," he said, turning
around.
   I started soaping up his shoulder and back. Hestitating at first,
afraid that he would beat me for touching him, I let the head of my
hard cock touch his buttocks.  He pushed his ass back against my
dick...
   "Ohhhhh," I moaned at my master allowing me to caress him.
   I began to soap his ass, very slowly, lovingly caressing his hairy
cheeks and running my fingers up his crack.
   "Clean my ass out with your tongue, Roadpig," said Tom.
   I quickly knelt on the shower floor and put my mouth to his ass,
licking his hairy asscrack, the water washing away the soapy taste, the
flat of my tongue finding his anus.  I spread his cheeks and drove my
tongue into his asshole, pressing into him and trying to penetrate his
musky hole.  I rimmed his assbud and I heard him sigh with pleasure as
he pushed back against my slave mouth.  The water flowed over his
puckered anus in and out of my mouth, helping me clean his ass. I began
to forcefully tongue his asshole, loving the water soaking us both,
trying to slide my tongue in as deeply as it would go, even as I pulled
his ass cheeks apart, entering his ass, fucking my tongue deeply into
his shithole.
    "Don't stop washing me Roadpig," said Tom in a dreamy voice, even
as he pressed his ass back onto my hungry mouth.
    I continued soaping his legs, even while frantically fucking his
asshole with my tongue.
    "Clean my feet," he said.
    I knelt down to the floor to bath his feet with my tongue, cleaning
his toes and the soles of his feet.  I was so hard and hot.  He was the
perfect master and I was the perfect slave.
    Finally, he told me, "Stand up.  Now it's time
for the front."
    I stood up to his wet body and pressed against him, letting my
boyish, shaved naked cock nestle against his hugely massive hairy log.
I began soaping our penises together as they throbbed in pleasure.  I
was mesmerized by his gigantic, sexy, throbbing, erect penis. It was
the largest cock I had ever seen.  The last cock that was anywhere near
this size was Bill's.... back when I was 16 years old.... I remembered
the way I was mesmerized by Bill's horse sized cock.  I had never
imagined a prick could be so large....   Tom's cock was even larger
than what I remembered of Bill's...
   I soaped Tom's huge log thoroughly and then went back down to my
knees as I continued rubbing my hands along its magnificent length,
putting his gigantic bulbous head to my lips and licking his mushroom
shaped glans.  I massaged his large, hairy balls, opening my lips,
stretching and taking his cockhead into my mouth.
   He stopped me.  "Get up with your ass towards me." said Tom.
   I complied and turned around.
   "Now bend over, Roadpig," he said, forcing my head down while
holding onto my waist, his gigantic member stiff against my ass.
   Oh fuck no, I silently thought as my hands went to the wet shower
floor.  He's going to fucking tear me apart with that cock of his.  I
was suddenly terrified and I tensed, wondering what the fuck to do.
   But Tom didn't try to fuck his monster dick into me, he just began
sliding it up and down between my ass cheeks, rubbing against my anus,
pulling my hot, boyish ass against his massive man prick.  Even though
I was still paralyzed with fear, I moaned with pleasure.
   Then he reached around and grabbed my cock and balls and I felt his
hand on my wet ass.
    SMACK! "AHHHHhhhhhhh," I cried out as his large hand spanked my
asscheek.
    SMACK! I screamed again as he hit the other side.
    He started laughing and smacking my ass hard as I cried and and
moaned, the water still cascading over the both of us.
    "Turn around and finish cleaning my cock, Roadpig," demanded Tom,
letting me go.
    I scrambled to turn around, slipping on the shower floor, holding
onto his thighs for support. My ass was burning with delicious fire.
Immediately, I took his huge cockhead into my mouth again, again
feeling my lips stretch over wide girth.  He shoved his member back
into my throat, hurting me, choking me, widening my mouth uncomfortably
as he began to fuck my face.
    I felt like I could drown as his gigantic tool cut off my air and
the shower poured water down my face.
     I was gasping and gagging, trying not to fall to the floor as he
relentlessly fucked my mouth hole.
     Then, abruptly as he began, he pushed me off his cock onto the
floor and stepped out of the shower.
     I lay there panting with humiliation and the exertion of sucking
him off, waiting to be told what to do. I was so fucking high.  Tom
didn't say anything to me, so I just laid there totally degraded,
massaging my wet dick and body, as he dried himself off.  I was spaced
out and started moaning in sensual pleasure, writhing on the shower
flower as the combination of the water and my hands had me tripping out
over my own erotic sensations.
     "Come out of there," commanded Tom.
     I looked up through the shower door in a daze and got up and
stepped out of the shower, dripping wet.
     SLAP!
     "AHHHHH!" I cried out as my face exploded with pain as Tom slapped
me.
     "Don't ever play with yourself without my permission.
Understand?"
     "Ohhhh," I moaned, looking down and nodding my head, the hot pain
in my face making my cock harder, the humiliation making my head
explode with sensation.
     "Good, now dry off and get dressed.  We're going out."
     I still had the slave collar on and I tried to get it as dry as
possible.  As I was drying, Tom came back into the bathroom and lubed
up the black ass plug again.
     "Bend over the sink," Tom said.
     I complied and he sunk the butt plug into my ass with one swift
push.
     "AHHHHH, NNnnnggggggg," I groaned at the sudden, abusive pain.
     After Tom helped me get back into my leather shorts and straps, he
screwed the tail back into my asshole, uncomfortably stretching my
rectum again.  He made me sit down and strap on the boots over my own
calves.  I tried to lean to one side or the other to take the pressure
off of the tail painfully driving the butt plug into my ass.
    Tom was dressed in a tight black leather pants, wearing only a
black leather vest that showed off his hairy chest and muscular arms.
   I got up and he fastened a leash to my collar. I was clad only in
the tight zippered shorts; my balls again tightly exposed beneath the
leather ball stretcher; leather straps crisscrossing my naked, hairless
form with a tail rooted deep in my bowels.
   Then Tom attached a couple of nipple clamps to my bare tits,
erotically draping and attaching their chains to my leather harness.
   I was breathing loudly, my abused body twitching as we smoked
another bong before we left, totally fucking me up even more...  The
Master and his Slave Boy.
   It was dark when we got outside, but my naked nuts still exposed,
Tom hailed a cab.
   I cried out in pain as I sat down on the seat on my tail, driving
the ass plug deep into me...  I tried to lean forward, but that crushed
my bound balls. Tom put his hand on my chest and forced me back onto
the seat as I trembled in pain.  Suddenly, I couldn't stand it anymore
and I started humping my hips up and down, my hard, pulsing cock
throbbing inside my leather shorts with my balls and ass being
stretched and fucked with every move I made.
   "Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, ohh, ohh," I started moaning, feeling soo hot.
   "AAAAHHH" I cried as Tom painfully smacked my thrusting crotch with
a hard piece of leather.
   "Don't make me punish you.  Just sit still," said Tom with
controlled amusement.
   My chest was heaving as I stopped.  My hands were trembling. I was
on fire with desire.  I felt like I could spin off into orgasm if I
could only fuck.
   "AAAAHHHhUhhhh," I cried as Tom smacked the leather strap across my
chest, hitting my clamped nipples.
   "If you cum," Tom said, pulling the nipple chains so that I moaned
and moved forward, driving the butt plug in and out of my ass, crushing
my balls, "I will have to whip you severely."
   "Uhh, ahh, uhh, uhhh, uhh," I panted at the unbelievable painful
eroticism coursing through my stoned, fucked up body.
    Tom shoved a finger into my gasping mouth and started running it
around my teeth and gums.  I tongued his intruding digit passionately
and tried to suck on it, turning my head to Tom, wanting to feel his
huge cock down my throat again...
    SMACK! "AAAHHHHHHHH," I cried out again as he hit my encased balls
hard with his leather strap.
    "Sit still," he commanded.
    "Uhhhooooooo" I moaned and arched my body as his whip hit my
clamped nipples again.
    I was delerious with pleasure/pain as Tom continued to play with my
oversensitized burning flesh, alternately stroking me and whipping me
as we drove to wherever it was we were going.
   The cab stopped in an alley, and Tom pulled me out by my leash,
paying the driver and walking me over to a plain metal door in a brick
wall.
   He led me up a stairway and stood outside a door until we were
buzzed in - then he led me into a room where a man and a woman who were
sitting at a counter, talking.
   The woman was older, about Tom's age and dressed in a
semi-transparent blouse. I could see she had some sort of corset on
beneath that pushed her ample tits up and out. There were nipple rings
on her breasts, clearly visible through the fabric of her blouse.  She
had on a long skirt that went to the floor.
   The man looked like a bouncer, which I suppose he was.  He had on a
tight black muscle shirt and tight black pants.  He had bulging
muscles.
   The woman said, "Hey Tom, nice toy," as she eyed my quivering form,
my tail still fucking my hot ass as it bobbed up and down.
   The guy laughed and reached over and raised his eyebrows at Tom.
Tom smiled and nodded.  He grabbed my tail and pushed it down.
   "Uhh, uhhh," I groaned and bent my knees as he fucked the ass plug
into me by yanking on my tail.
   "Cute, he's randy," the man laughed and let go.
   "Funny," said Tom.  "He's Roadpig. Greg and Sam found him for me...
If Randi comes in... Fuck.... Well, anyway, let me know... Do me a
favor, ask around where they might be tonight...  Ok?"
    "Sure Tommy," said the woman. "We'll find out where they're hanging
out.  You figure Al will like Roadpig here?"
    She laughed.
    "Who knows?" said Tom, "He's a fucking hot little slut though,
aren't you Roadpig?"
    Tom stuck a finger in my mouth again and I closed my eyes and
sucked it, my tongue dancing down his digit.  I was so turned on. This
was an unbelievably hot scene for me.  I was on a stoned, erotic high,
on display, the object of lustful attention by complete strangers.  I
had totally surrendered to being Tom's roadpig slave.  It made me even
hotter and harder to be a sex toy in front of these people.  I would do
anything...
    Tom led down a hallway and we walked into a wide open bar space.
    On one side of the dimly lit room was a bar with small tables
around the floor.  There was a stage on the other side of the room.
    It felt like it was 20 degrees warmer than it was outside and loud,
pulsing music filled the air.
    Interspersed here and there were chains on the walls with manacles;
a set of stocks; some padded benches; and other furniture paraphenalia
that looked vaguely menacing.  There was a group of men at the bar
around one woman.  On stage there was some guy clothed in a shirt and
his underwear, tied up, struggling to get out of the ropes while couple
of women dressed like dominatrix's watched.  His underwear clad groin
was tied tightly and his hard cock was clearly outlined.  Tom led me
over to the bar and ordered a drink and a beer for me.
    We were next to the cluster of men and I watched as one man,
sitting on a barstool, directed the woman to let these guys do whatever
they wanted.  She was and ordinary looking housewife type with a long
dress on and she looked like she was going to cry as one of the men
turned her around and pushed up her dress from behind.  I couldn't see,
but I thought I her heard cry out as she faced the guy directing this
scene and the guy behind her bent her over slightly and shoved a hard
cock up her cunt.
   The bartender put a drink and a bowl of beer on the bar.  Tom took
the bowl and put it on the floor.  Right next to these guys who were
fucking this housewife, I knelt down on the floor and started lapping
away at the cold beer.  It was great.  Already, I was sweating slightly
from the heat in the place.  After a minute or so, Tom jerked my collar
up and I was confronted with a hard, naked cock in front of my face.  I
took the cock in my mouth and brought up my hands to open up the man's
pants to be able to suck him better as the cock started moving in and
out between my lips. I slurped hungrily on this strange prick fucking
my face, squeezing his shaft, sucking him deep into my hot mouth.  I
bobbed up and down, my tail erotically fucking my ass as I got hotter
and hotter.  I was moaning with pleasure as the man started pumping his
hot seed into my eager mouth.  I sucked and licked the spewing cock,
drinking his cum, savoring the bitter, salty taste on my tongue.
   I was panting as the man withdrew his spent meat from between my
lips and I groaned as I sat down on my tail, driving the assplug ever
deeper.  I licked my lips as I opened my eyes and saw the face of the
woman who was getting fucked from behind by another man.  She was
crying now, not in pain, but in humiliation.
  Tom leaned over to my head, pulling me up to his head and said in my
ear, "Kiss her.  Stick your tongue into her mouth... Get some of that
sperm in there."
  I obeyed and still kneeling, I awkwardly took her face in my hands
and put my lips to hers.  She tried to avoid me, but she still let me
thrust my tongue into her mouth. Her face was slippery with sweat. I
tasted her tears and snot as I tried to clean the previous man's sperm
out of my mouth into hers.  I felt unclean as she feebly struggled
against me.  But I could feel the fuck thrusts into her and I was hot.
Tom finally pulled me off of her mouth as another man dropped his pants
in front of me and shoved his hard cock between her sobbing lips. Tom
said something in the man's ear. Then, he got down close to me again
and said, "Lick his asshole."
   As this guy fucked this woman's mouth, I pried apart his asscheeks
with my fingers and started to tongue his funky asshole. His asscrack
was also wet with sweat.  He wasn't particularly dirty, but he hadn't
done anything special to prepare himself for my mouth and his asshole
tasted and smelled like shit - I nearly gagged and quickly put my mouth
down to my slave bowl to take a huge gulp of beer.
   SMACK!  "AAAAHHHhhhh" I cried as Tom jerked me back up by my leash
and whipped me on my naked back with his leather strap.
   "Eat his asshole Roadpig," Tom demanded and I frantically stuck my
tongue back into his ass.
   He started fucking the woman's face faster and faster and I had to
hold onto his ass cheeks to keep my mouth glued to his anal hole.  I
thrust my tongue into his ass, forcing his anus open as I felt it
contract and the man came, pumping his fuckload into the woman's pliant
mouth.  I stayed there, his asshole clenching my tongue until he pulled
out of the woman's mouth and simply walked away.
   "Now, take his cum from her mouth," commanded Tom.
   I thrust my shitty tongue into the helpless woman's mouth and tried
to drink the cum that was still there.  She passively let me do
whatever I wanted. I could tell that she was still crying and another
guy was fucking her from behind.  After cleaning out the previous guy's
fuck juice from her mouth,  Tom let me drop back down to the floor and
I gratefull lapped up the rest of my beer.
   I was trembling, almost hallucinating, from the raunchy slave sex
that I was performing. My heart was pounding and I could feel my body
becoming all sweaty. I was nothing other than Roadpig.
   Tom put another bowl of beer on the floor and shouted at me, over
the music, to "wash up good."  I drank the beer, calming down, rinsing
out my mouth and washing the shit smell off my face with beer.
   When I was done, Tom yanked me up again.  The woman was still being
fucked by other men.  More men stood around.  Her man, or what appeared
to be her man, was still sitting on a barstool next to her, smoking a
cigarette, directing the guys on how to fuck her.  She had stopped
crying as Tom led me away from that scene...
   We walked to another doorway and down another hallway into another
part of this pervert's palace.  There was also a bar here, the music
was even louder and raunchier.  It was also darker, done up with black
light and everyone looked like they were wearing black leather, or
nothing...
   There was a naked man tied to a wheel moaning as a leather clad
woman dripped hot wax onto him.  There were several people sitting
around in chairs, drinking and watching this.
      Tom led me over to the people, mostly men with their own slaves,
watching this dominatrix alternatively whip the naked man's cock and
body and drip more wax onto his nipples and naked hard on.  A fat woman
wearing nothing but a leather vest, her huge, fat tits hanging out, was
sitting, taking it all in while she pulled a shapely girl with the same
kind of vest and clad in tight shorts by chains attached to nipple
rings, between the fat broad's huge splayed thighs, to her hairy
crotch.
   "Hey Tommy, whatcha got there?" shouted the fat lady looking at me,
as her slave ate out her cunt.
   "It's a Roadpig I picked up." said Tom, yanking on my collar,
pulling me in front of the fat woman.
    "No shit?  What happened to Randi?  Hell, he's a cute looking fuck.
 Does he eat pussy?" she asked.
    "You woman are all alike. What the fuck... I don't know.  Let's
find out. Eat Larissa's cunt, Roadpig."
    Tom gave Larissa the leash.  She pulled me down towards her while
yanking her slave up from the floor. As suddenly as I had walked into
this place, I was on my knees on the dirty floor, my nose and mouth
pressing into Larissa's drenched cunt bush.
    I reached up to the top of her thighs to steady myself.  Again, the
smell was overwhelming. She was totally soaked with sweat and her own
juices.  I had to keep from gagging as her wet vagina musk covered my
face and she slid my head between her enormous thighs, cutting off the
sound of the club, trapping my mouth in her cavernous cunt.
    I couldn't hear anything, but I started licking her fleshy pussy
walls, burying my nose on her fat clit as she squeezed her legs harder,
further wetting my already beer soaked long red hair with her sweat
drenched thighs. I ate out her hot, humid pussy as I felt someone else
playing with my tail sticking up in the air, driving the butt plug in
and out of my hot asshole.
   I lost track of time as I grunted and groaned soundlessly imprisoned
between the fat mounds of flesh clutching my head, her fleshy cunt
walls filling my mouth and nose.  My tail was ocassionally yanked,
painfully ripping into my asshole as I drank her flowing pussy juices.
   I was gasping for air, my hair and face soaked with cunt slop, body
drenched with sweat, by the time Tom pulled me out from between
Larissa's thighs.
   The music assaulted my ears again and I was totally fucked up in an
erotic, stoned haze - a true roadpig sex slave, willing to do anything
to anybody...
   "Enough fun for now," said Tom, "Let's get you cleaned out.  See
you..." he said to Larissa as he led me away.
   She pulled her own slave back to the floor as Tom led me, stumbling
with the unreality of it all, to still another hallway.  We walked down
the hall making three sharp turns into a brightly lit room.  I squinted
at the harsh whiteness of the room, feeling a little dizzy at this
sudden assault.
    "Take everything off, except for the collar," said Tom to me as he
let go of my leash and walked over to a cabinet.
   I quickly complied, taking off the boots, unstrapping my body straps
and groaning as I undid the nipple clamps... I had to pause at the
incredible pain as the blood returned to my sensitive nipples. I undid
the ball sheath and unzipped my shorts and let them fall as I again
groaned, pulling the dildo from my ass.
   "Ohhh, thank you," I murmurred to Tom as I felt my balls and asshole
and nipples pulse with the heat from their abuse. I was wet with sweat
from my head to my toes.
   "You're welcome Roadpig," said Tom as he grabbed my wrists and
snapped a padded metal cuff over each one.
   He then raised my hands over my head and attached them to a hook on
a chain.
   "But, I didn't tell you to talk and you stink of cunt slop," he said
as he walked over to a switch on the wall and toggled it.  The chain
began to rise, stretching my arms over my head until the heels of my
feet just barely touched the floor.
    He walked back and grabbed my red, sore nipples.
    "AAHHHHHhmnnnnoooo," I screamed helplessly as he twisted them
savagely.
    "Pleeeeeese," I begged as as he kept his tortuous grip hard on my
nipples.
    Tom let go and walked behind me to the wall again, came back and
told me, "Open your mouth."
    I did and he forced a ball gag between my lips, fastening it
tightly behind my head.
    "You're too fucking noisy for a good slave," said Tom, walking
around my front and slapping my naked, hard cock with the back of his
hand.
     "NNNnnnmmmm" I groaned through the gag, my nude form quivering in
pain.
     As Tom puttered around the white tiled room, getting whatever it
was he wanted to get together, I tried to get more comfortable.  I was
trussed up, totally naked, except for the slave collar, my wrists
attached to a large hook and chain that seemed to be attached to some
kind of track.  The room was almost like very large, open multiple
shower - the kind you see in a gym.  There were also hose attachments
on the walls.  There were sinks and several toilets.  The toilets were
weird.  There was one with no bowl, just a large chair with a toilet
seat and a hole in the floor underneath.  Another one looked like a
giant urinal, low to the floor, that a person could actually sit in.
One toilet was raised high, so that a person could practically sit on
it standing up...
   I felt Tom behind me.  He roughly shoved his fingers into my
asshole, lubing it briefly and then shoved something else in, threading
it slowly up into my rectum, pushing it deeper into me than the
dildo...
   I groaned, trying to relax my ass as I felt something gushing into
me. He was giving me an enema!  The warm fluids quickly filled up my
asshole until it was painful.
   "NNnnnnnn, Nnnn," I tried to protest through the gag.
   Tom turned the water off and led me over to a toilet, the chain
attached to my bound hands sliding along a track.  He lowered the chain
until I was sitting spread eagled on the toilet and then he yanked the
hose out of my ass.
   "Unnnnnnnnnnnnn," I groaned with satisfaction as the shit liquid
poured out of my bowels.
   Tom let me sit there a little while as I continued to force dirty
water out of my ass.
   Then, he raised the manacles again and moved me off of the toilet
again.  Again he shoved the hose deep into my ass.
    "MMMnnnnnmmmmmcchhhheeee" I tried to protest at how deep he was
shoving the hose, plus the fact that I now had to pee with a vengence.
Even though my hard on was still throbbing, I had to piss badly...
    My bladder was aching as a fat, naked man started crawling into the
room on his hands and knees.  His balls were attached to a leash that
ran between his legs and a leather clad, severe looking woman kicked
him in the ass as he crawled.
   "Hurry up," she commanded, directing him towards the huge, sit in,
toilet.  "I have to pee."
    "There's someone in here," he whined, "I can't... Ahhhhh..."
     "Shut up," his mistress commanded as she yanked hard on his ball
leash and kicked him again. "Do you mind?"
     She looked at Tom.
     "No go ahead," he said from behind me, having firmly fastened the
hose in me, so I couldn't force it out.
     "Unnghhhhhhh," I groaned as I felt warm water shooting into my
ass.
     I watched the man get into the toilet and his mistress undo her
black leather skirt, pulling it off along with a pair of black lace,
crotchless panties.  She straddled the man and the toilet and her pee
began to gush out powerfully, spraying the naked man with here hot
waste.
     "Nnnnnnggggggg!!!" I tried to protest as the enema gushing into me
started painfully putting pressure on my insides.
     "NNNN! MNNNN! NNNN!" I tried to scream as my belly started to push
out from the force of the water.
     It was torturous and I felt like I had really bad cramps.  I
frantically looked over my shoulder at Tom who was watching the woman
piss on her slave. The pain was intense. I felt like I was going to
explode, literally.
     Then, Tom stopped the flow, but didn't pull out the hose plug, so
the pressure continued ... and the pain continued. I felt sick as the
pain continued while the woman finished peeing on her slave.  She had
him lick her shaved crotch dry and then retrieved her things while he
crawled out of the toilet.
     I was moaning deleriously with the pain, until Tom hooked back the
leash onto my collar and pulled me over the the tall toilet.  I now
waddled in agony, my manacled hands sliding along the track until I
straddled the toilet.  Then, Tom yanked out the hose plug and I could
feel the water pouring out of me with tremendous force. Tom let the
manacles down slightly so my asscheeks rested on the toilet as I
watched my belly flatten and the pain subsided.
    "UNNNNnnnnnnnn" I groaned as Tom put his hands on my lower stomach
from behind me and squeezed, forcing more water to gush from my
asshole.
    I hung there in a daze, the water flowing out of me when I suddenly
couldn't hold my piss any longer and it started shooting out of my
engorged cock.
    SMACK!  "NNNNngnnnnnnnnn" I screamed through the gag as Tom's whip
came down on my gushing cock.
    But I couldn't stop peeing.
    The leather clad woman said "Help that slave," and yanked the fat
naked man over in front of my cock.
    His face was drenched with my piss as he got up and took my
squirting member into his mouth, drinking the stream of my hot urine,
sucking on my cock, even as the enema water continued to pour from my
ass.
    "Ahhhhh, nnnnnn, uhhhhhhhhuuhhh," I jerked and moaned as the waste
fluids pulsed from my body.  With the water pumping out my ass and the
piss pumping out of my cock, it felt like one super orgasm. I convulsed
and screamed through the gag over and over again. It felt like someone
had applied electric orgasmic shock to my insides. The bright white
room disolved into white light and my cock burned with hot fire as it
emptied out.
    "NNNNnnnnnnaaahuuuhhhh!!" I screamed again as Tom's flat leather
whip came down on my asscheeks.
    "Uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh," I jerked like a demented puppet, my
feet jumping off of the floor as the fire of pissing turned into the
literal fire of orgasm and my hot, hot cum shot out into the fat man's
mouth.
    Tom laid the whip onto my sensitive tit flesh and again I screamed
as I continued to cum and cum, like a beserker fuck toy, my smooth
naked body rippling with explosions and a roaring orgasmic frenzy.  I
din't know if I was pissing or cumming, but my body was simply one
giant orgasm...
    Everything faded away into another dimension and all I felt was as
if my whole being was a roaring fire of hedonistic flesh.  I went out
of my mind...
    I don't know how long I lost it.  When I finally came to again, I
hung limply in my shackles. My eyes were closed and my head had
dropped, my chin resting on my chest.  I could stil feel my bowels
flowing and it still felt like my cock was draining.
    Tom said, "You're not clean enough yet, bitch." as he shoved the
hose back into my asshole.
    "uhhhhhhh," I moaned softly as he moved me off the toilet and again
water started flowing into me, slowly extending my belly again and
swelling it up.  The fat man and his mistress were gone.  My cock was
still semi hard and it still felt like it was on fire.
    "You came without permission Roadpig," said Tom as the water
painfully filled me up again.  "You didn't want to do that.  Now, you
have to learn what it means to be a slave."
    "Nnnnnnngghh," I moaned through the gag.
    It wasn't fair.  I didn't try to cum.  The pain of the enema became
more intense.  Tom kept the hose in  longer, filling me with a larger
amount of warm water.
    "NNnnnnngggghhhh," I cried out again through the gag, horrified at
the intense pain and watching my stomach bulge out from all the water
flowing into me.  I couldn't believe my dick got hard.  It hurt and I
hurt, but I watched as it again stiffened...
    Finally, Tom stopped the water, but he didn't move me to the
toilet.  Instead, he stood behind me and massaged my belly, putting
pressure on it, increasing the pain.
  "NNNNNNnnnnn!! EEEEEASE AAAHHHH", I screamed through the ball gag at
his cruelty.
   I started crying, tears rolling down my face.
   Tom just put more pressure on my distended belly.
   "You are made for pain, Roadpig," whispered Tom in my ear, his open
leather vest and hairy chest against my naked back; his giant hard cock
pressing through his leather pants against my naked ass. "You will have
to learn to cum only when I let you.  You will learn."
   Tom continued to squeeze my stomach as he moved me over to the
toilet.  I was sobbing and delirious with pain when he yanked out the
hose...
   "Nnnnaahhhhhhhhhhhhh...." I moaned as the water shot out of my ass
with the force of a gunshot.
   When Tom again slapped my cock with his leather strap and I was
amazed that I was still hard.  The smack forced more water out of my
ass.
    Again I just hung there limply for awhile, my ass draining, too
exhausted to even move. Tom left and while he was gone, another male
couple came in.  They laughed when they saw me and one walked over to
me and started caressing my smooth, naked flesh while the other one
peed in the toilet.  When he touched me, another squirt of water shot
out of my asshole.
   "Damn, you are one sexy boy, aren't you," he said as his hand
caressed my shaved groin.
   "Uhhhhh," I moaned at this new attention, feeling horny all over
again, my cock still twitching on fire.
   "Hey," said the other man, still pissing, "Leave the twink alone. I
think he's Tom's new slave."
    The man caressing me looked at his buddy and grabbed my cock
saying, "Maybe I should taste Tom's new slave."
    The man at the toilet stopped peeing and walked over to him, his
thick cock still hanging out of his pants.
    "No, maybe you should taste me, sweety," he said as he grabbed his
friend's shoulders and pushed him to the bathroom floor in front of me.
    The man who had been caressing me took the other cock in his mouth,
sucking it in, drawing its limp thickness between his lips.
    "Shit, this place stinks," said the man getting sucked, "Let's go."
    The guy got up off the floor and they walked out.
    I hung there for awhile, water dribbling out of my ass, my erection
finally wilting, until Tom finally walked back in.
    "Okay, Roadpig," Tom said as he lowered my aching arms," All
clean?"
    I mutely nodded.
    "Good," said Tom as he unhooked me from the overhead chain and I
started to move my arms to get the kinks out, "but you fucking came
without permission.  Now, I've got to punish you later."     With that,
he knelt down and fastened another ball sheath stretcher around my
naked testicles as I groaned again at the abuse.
    He fastened the leash back to my collar and laughed.  I looked down
and my cock was hard once more.  It still felt like it was burning.  I
was afraid now.  I didn't trust myself.  I didn't want to get hurt. But
I didn't know how to say no.
    Tom led me over to metal table and bent me over it.  Then he dried
my asshole and legs.  I moaned through the ball gag as he lubed up my
asshole once more, shoving at least three fingers into my clean, wet
hole.
    "Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn," I moaned as he fucked his hand in and out,
greasing up my boy hole, getting me ready for whatever he had in mind
next.  I forgot the pain, forgot my fears, as the sensation of Tom's
fingers fucking my asshole thrilled me again.
    Next, Tom yanked me back to my feet and re-attached the nipple
clamps.  Then he led me out of the bathroom, dressed only in my slave
collar, ball stretcher, and nipple clamps. My naked feet walked on a
floor saturated with years of cum and sex filth.  He had put the rest
of my outfit somewhere else.  My hard cock painfully throbbed in front
of me.
    We went back to the black light leather area, where Tom got a drink
at the bar, hooking my leash onto a peg that seemed to made for that
purpose. He took my ball gag off.
    "Thank you Master," I said, truly grateful at the pleasure of being
able to work out my sore jaw.
god, I was glad my insides weren't being tortured anymore.  I felt the
afterglow of the biggest shit that I had ever taken.  My dick was hard.
    Tom smiled and pulled a nipple chain, forcing me to wince in pain.
    "Take your bowl on the floor, Roadpig," said Tom, indicating a new
bowl of beer on the bar.
    I crouched on the floor and looked around.  It appeared that I was
the only overtly naked man in the room. Larissa was still there, clad
only in her vest, chatting with people as she caressed her slave who
sat on her lap, but the naked man tied to the wheel was gone and,
whereas, most of the people were dressed erotically and I could see
tits and at least one cock, I was the only fully naked slave in the
room.  There were several men that appeared to be slaves, but they all
had more clothes on than I did, even if it was only a jockstrap.  I
felt deliciously perverted as I lapped up my beer, naked, my smooth,
shaved ass in the air.  Tom put a foot on the small of my back as he
talked to his friends or acquaintances.  I couldn't hear what was being
said, but I knew it was about me, at least partly.  My cock was stiff
with new lust.
    Finally, Tom took his foot off of my back and pulled me upright.
One of his friends pulled my nipple chains again and laughed at my
groan.
    I could still barely hear what he said to Tom, but the next thing I
knew, Tom had turned me to the bar and pushed my face down.  A hard
cock rammed into my ass.
   "Unnghhh," I moaned into the wood of the bar as Tom held my head
down and I tried to lift my ass higher to give my fucker better access.
   The man grasped my hips and slammed his meat in and out of my
asshole, painfully fucking me harder and harder.  I heard other men
gather around and encourage him on to fuck me harder and faster.
    He did.
    "AHH, ahh, uhh, ahh, uh," I grunted as he drove his rigid staff in
and out of my asshole.
    Finally, I felt him freeze as he shot his wad of  hot cum deep into
my bowels...
    As soon as he pulled out, Tom pulled me back onto my feet and we
walked back towards the corridor leading to the other bar area where
the stage was.
    As we walked, Tom put one hand into my asscrack and scooped up the
cum leaking from my ravaged hole.  He slid his fingers into my mouth.
I eagerly licked the cum off of his fingers, still a totally fucked up,
still a sensual, pleasure-seeking slave.  I was so fucking hot.
    When we walked into the room, there was a different man on the
stage and he was chained to the wall with his back towards the
audience.  He was naked from the waist up, but it looked like he still
had his pants on.  There were two women onstage.  One was the older
lady from the front desk.  She had taken off her blouse and skirt and
was dressed in thigh high leather boots; crotchless leather panties and
the black corset that emphasized her naked breasts, pierced nipples and
all.  I recognized the other woman.  Fuck.  It was the housewife that I
kissed and who was being fucked by all of those various men. She was
still clothed in the long dress, but one tit hung out and it looked
like it was torn and wet all over with cum.  Her dark hair also looked
sticky with cum.  I couldn't see the guy's face, but it looked like the
guy that had been directing everyone to fuck the woman.  The mistress
of this dungeon was showing the housewife how to whip the guy.  There
were red marks all over his back.  It was a bizarre scene and I was
mesmerized by it as Tom led me over to some stocks right near the
stage. I continued to stare at the guy as Tom bent me over and
fastened me into the stocks, which were low down to the floor, undoing
my leash.  Then he left me there with my naked ass again high in the
air, to go to the bar as I watched the guy get whipped.  I was still
drunk and stoned and my cock was still on fire and I felt totally
surreal.  I'm sure that the room was staring at me just like I was
staring at this housewife beating her guy.  As far as I could tell, I
was still the only totally naked man in the room.
    I felt hands on my ass as I watched.
    "UNNnnhhhhhhhh" I cried out as a new, hard, thick cock plunged into
my ass.
    Fuck, this was the wildest thing I had ever done in my life.
    I tried to clench my anal ring around the new cock in my ass,
sending waves of pleasure through my naked body.  The stranger behind
me casually fucked me as the man onstage continued to get whipped.
    It went on like this for awhile. My mouth was hanging open and my
eyes totally glazed over as I panted to the guys fuck thrusts into my
ass.  Tom sat down at a table next to us and I turned my head, looking
at him vacantly as the guy behind me continued to use my ass for his
pleasure. Tom got up and unzipped a front panel on his leather pants so
that his giant cock was hanging out.  Then, he slid his chair around
and sat down so that his cock was brushing my lips.  All the while I
continued to grunt as the guy fucked me from behind.
     "I need to take a piss," said Tom.  "Don't spill any."
    He put his soft cockhead between my lips and I closed my mouth,
trying not to bite his manhood as the man behind me continued to slam
in and out of my ass, vibrating my whole body with his thrusts.
    A hot, acrid, powerful stream of urine filled my mouth, burning my
throat as Tom pissed into me and I tried to swallow.  I gulped down his
scalding waste frantically, terrified that I would cough pee all over
him...
   The guy behind me froze and I felt his cock pulse its hot load into
my ass.  Tom continued to empty his bladder into my mouth and I could
feel my stomach filling with his piss as I gulped his spouting tool
straight down my throat.
    The guy pulled his cock out of my cum slicked asshole and Tom
finally slowed to a dribble...
     Tom pulled me off of his prick by my hair and looked me in the
eye.  He put a hand down on his chair and wiped it, bringing it up to
my nose - it smelled like pee.  "You missed some, Roadpig," Tom said,
undoing the stock.
     He got up and continued to pull me up by my long red hair.  The
man and the woman on stage were gone.  Tom led me up the stage
stairs...
     "Put your hands over your head, slopboy," said Tom
    Trembling with fear, humiliation and degradation, I obeyed.  I
could feel the warm cum dripping from my asshole down the inside of my
thighs.  Tom's piss was sloshing in my belly and my mouth was still
acrid from the taste.
    My cuffs were hooked up to a pulley and my arms were again raised
so that the heels of my feet were barely touching the ground.  I was
center stage, my stretched out hairless, boyish body with my throbbing
hard on, stretched balls and clamped nipples, helplessly exposed to the
lustful eyes of all of the watching patrons.
    Tom talked to the older dominatrix as he unfasted the front panel
of his leather pants, exposing his massive member, still only
semi-hard.  She gave him what looked like a long conductor's baton.
    Tom smiled at me, tracing the tip of the baton around my quivering
cock, up my belly.  I grunted and winced as he slid it under the nipple
chain and flicked it outward. Tom laughed as he stuck the baton in my
mouth and I tongued its tip, delerious now with degraded sensation.  He
walked around to my naked back.
     "EEEEAAAEAEEEEEEEEEEEhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" I screamed as he
slashed the flexible baton across my asscheeks, leaving a line of naked
fire.  I screamed again as I heard the crack and he slashed me in the
opposite direction.
      I had never felt such pain.  It felt like he had cut me open with
a knife.
      "PLEEEAASSEEE NOOOO, Nooo," I begged, crying and wailing.
      Tom grabbed my face with his hand, squeezing my cheeks, cutting
off my cries.  He thrust his tongue deep into my mouth, choking me and
shutting up my protests as I gurgled and my naked body arched.  I felt
his massive, hard, hard cock against mine, poking the top of my stomach
and I moaned again with pleasure, feeling the welts on my ass burn with
a masochistic fire.
      I was panting when Tom released my face and my penis was
throbbing again.  From behind me, the dominatrix slipped a blindfold
over my eyes.
      "Oooouuuuuuhhhh," I moaned as everything went black and I
couldn't see a thing.
      "Ohhshhhit," I moaned again.
      "Roadpig," I heard Tom's voice.  "Tell the people what I'm going
to do to you."
       Ohh fuck, fuck, fuck, I thought...  "You're going to use me,
Master." I replied and my cock pulsed.
       "AHHHHHH," I cried out when a Tom brought his flat strap of
leather on my left, clamped nipple.
       "AHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh," I cried again as he whipped my other tit
flesh.
       I hung from the shackles and groaned in
pleasure/pain.
       I shrieked in pain again as the strap landed on my ass, right on
top of the welts already made by the baton.  The stinging pain filled
my covered eyes with tears, but it was followed by a second and a third
and a forth strike in rapid succession and my hips swung forward from
the blows.
       I was gasping for breath as my ass stung a bright red. It
throbbed through my body and set a fire in my cock, making me hot with
lust. Suddenly there was another strike as the strap contacted with my
ass from the other direction. Four more rapid hits left my ass burning
with the heat. I shrieked again and again, groaning loudly when Tom
finally stopped whipping my inflamed ass. I felt Tom's hand brush
across my asscheeks, his cool skin feeling icy on my burning ass, and I
jumped with a moan. He caressed my ass, making me moan again, before
drawing his hand back and striking the thigh below my ass with his
strap.
    "Ahhhhhhh," I moaned loudly.
    I swung there for a moment, the loud music of the dungeon drowning
out anything that I could have heard.  My naked body was aflame with
painful lust. I hung limply, letting my arms take my weight.
    "AHHHH," I cried out again now as a flogger hit my clamped nipple.
The flogger came down again across my other nipple. I flinched again
with the pain.  Tom started flogging my stomach and began whipping me
all over my naked body - my ass, my back, my nipples. The whip came
down on my quivering cock.
    "AHHH, PLEeasse, NOO, Noooo," I begged, jumping and jerking as he
striped my entire naked form.
    The only answer he gave was to whip my cock again and again as I
screamed out, begging him to stop.
    But again, I felt the hot fire of overloaded sensuality and I
suddenly started thrusting my hips, trying to make contact with the
whip and my vibrating steel shaft of lust.  I felt like I could cum
from the whipping.  I wanted to fucking cum.  Fuck.
     "OHHH Fuck YESSS, YESSS! Use me... Fuckkk me!!! YEAHHH," I shouted
out, my body on fire, burning even more with each strike.  I was so
hot.  I had to cum...
  The flogging abruptly stopped and my head was pulled back by my hair,
the new pain dousing my incipient orgasm.
   "Not yet,Roadpig" Tom whispered, his hot breath tickling my ear.
    I was left hanging, my ass, cock, stomach and chest, burning from
the whippings.  My hard on was wet with pre cum.
    The darkened bar seemed bright when Tom removed my blindfold.  I
could see that the room was full of people.  Some of them were involved
with each other, but most were watching me.  I trembled at being the
obscene center of attention.
    Tom's huge, thick cock bobbed lewdly in the air at nearly full
hardness as he lowered my aching arms down and unhooked my wrists from
the pulley.  Unresisting, I let him pull me over to some kind of netted
hammock, where he laid me back into it.  As I laid there, my shaved
cock facing the audience, the dominatrix fastened my cuffs to two of
the straps holding up the hammock, over my head.  Then they both
grabbed my legs, stretching them up and and sideways, tying them to the
front part of the hammock hanging from the ceiling. It was similiar to
how Greg had been tied earlier in the day... several lifetimes ago...
    I was completely exposed to the audience, my ass spread wide open,
still lubricated with the cum from the previous fuckings.
    "Noooo," I murmurred, staring at Tom standing between my
outstretched legs, his gigantic log pointed at my asshole.
    "No?" said Tom, still smiling.
    "AAAAHHEEEGHHH" I screamed again as the baton whip snapped down on
the inside of my open thigh.  I could see the instant welt it created.
    I screamed again and again as Tom whipped the cane into the
sensitive crack of my ass.
    "FCCK MEE, Pleasee, NOOoo, fuckme fuckme fuckme," I begged as he
whipped me over and over again.
    The blows stopped, but I could see the angry red welts that covered
the insides of my tender thighs.
    Tom placed the enormous head of his cock against my asshole and
grabbed my thighs. He shifted slightly, pushing his piss slit into the
newly stretched opening, lodging in my anus.  I could see his teeth as
he smile broadly, looking at my face as my breath came in gasps, my
body twitching as I stared at his elephantine cock at my sweet, young
asshole...
    "AAARRRGHHHHHHHHHHH," I screamed with pain as, with a slow steady
pressure, he pushed the bulbous head into my anal ring, stretching it
beyond anything that had ever stretched it before.  I was panting like
a bitch dog in heat, suddenly grateful for all of the fucking I had had
this day as his cock opened me up and slid past the entrance of my
asshole.
    He stopped with just the massive head inside me, ripping me apart
as I lay there helplessly, delerious, moaning, disbelieving.
   "Uhhh...Fucckk, oh please, it  hurts, please... please...
nooo...please... "  I  begged, whimpering at his giant tool raping my
boyish asshole.
   The fiery whipping lessened the pain in my stretched out anus, but
Tom's dick was as thick as my arm and it stretched my sphincter beyond
its limits. With only the head lodged in my asshole, Tom pivoted the
hammock so that the audience had a side view of his mammoth meat
penetrating my boy hole.
   "AAHHHHHHHHHHH," I cried as he turned my whole naked body around
with his cockhead stuck in my asshole.
   "Relax,"  John tried to tell me through my pain drenched haze....
   My laugh came out as a screaming groan - it was easy easy for him to
say -he wasn't being skewered in the ass by 14 inch horse's cock as big
around as my forearm.
   "Just relax."
   "UhhhoooooFuuuckk," was all I could manage to groan.
   I felt him slide another inch into my boy hole.  All the cum and
lube made it easier but it still felt like he was trying to push a tree
trunk into my asshole.  I writhed and squirmed on the hammock as Tom
continued to slowly push his fat meat deeper into  my quivering ass.
With both hands on my thighs, he used the leverage to plow more of his
cock into my shaking form.  Now he groaned in pleasure as the hot,
tight pressure of my asshole wrapped around the soft skin of his
monster cock like a latex glove.
    I was out of my mind as I felt my ass stretching beyond its limits.
 My piss filled guts churned.
    "Oh shit - are you tight Roadpig," Tom moaned leaning his torso
over mine so that he could look directly into my pained face.
     His open vest brushed against my naked chest as I stared at my
face.  He was lit up with the lust of total domination as he pushed
more of his massive penis into me.  I felt like a woman with my legs
spread wide to accomodate his huge girth in my boy cunt. I was
continuously moaning and crying at the pain of his relentless meat cock
in my tight asshole.  Small screams were coming from my mouth as he
continued, getting his dick almost halfway in my hole.  I felt like I
was being split in half.
    "EEaahnnoooooooo, pleease," I cried out again as his huge tool
continued to slide into my fuck hole.
    Then someone grabbed my head from behind and pulled my face back so
that I was stretched over backwards.  Another fat cock probed my lips
and suddenly shoved its way home.
     "Ggghhhhhhhhhhh" I choked as the man rammed his thick penis all
the way into the back of my throat.  I was helplessly impaled from both
ends and I convulsed and shook as massive amounts of cocks were slammed
into my holes.
     I felt my insides pop as Tom pushed the last inches of his
incredible cock into my quivering body.  I could feel his pubic hair
rub crush against my naked balls, still bound in their sheath. The man
in my mouth began fucking my face in earnest, masking my muffled
screams as he grabbed my clamped nipples.
     It felt like they were both fucking my piss filled stomach.  For a
moment, I felt like throwing
up.
     "All right, Roadpig," shouted Tom above the music, "I knew you
could take it."
      He shoved his hips against my backside and then slowly started to
pull back, withdrawing his cock. The guy fucking my throat just kept on
moving faster an faster.
      I was all fire as Tom's cockhead withdrew to the inside of my
anus.  He then slowly pushed it back in again, filling my narrow slit
with his thick tool.
      It hurt, but I was beyond pain as my face fucker lodged in my
throat and I could only whimper as Tom slid the whole length of his
prick back into my  stretched anus.  I watched him kiss the guy fucking
my mouth as he began to piston his huge rape tool cock in and out of my
ass.
    My mind receded into fuck whore pain as they split me in half again
and again with every stroke of their cocks.  I was a pain slut boy to
be ripped apart by hard meat; to be used to pleasure the masters...
    They were lust crazed rapists who gave no thought to me beyond the
tightness of my asshole and mouth... and my pain.  I was providing them
total pleasure; being ridden like a slave bronco; Tom's huge balls
smacking against my ass; my own bound balls being painfully crushed as
he crushed his groin into mine...Again and  again and again they drove
their stiff rods into me; down my throat; between the soft, yielding
half globes of my formerly unfucked ass. I was lapsing into unconcious
fucked pain when the guy in my throat started shooting his fiery wad of
cum into me.  I felt a sucking sound as he pulled out, depositing his
sperm in my mouth to overflowing; jerking off onto my face; hot
splatters falling on my lips and eyes. I swallowed and coughed and felt
the white jiz fill my nose.  All the while Tom's giant pole continued
to plow into me.
    I was still gasping and gagging as the man who had been in my mouth
walked away.  My face was drenched in his cum.  Sweat was pouring off
of my captive nude body.
    Tom slowed his fucking and drew his long thick cock all the way out
of my ass, before pushing it back in accompanied by my gurgling pain.
He did this slower and slower until he finally pushed his battering ram
in as deep as he could into my stretched out rectum and held it there -
and then very slowly withdrew it from my ass - letting his bulbous head
lodge in my anal ring one last time as I moaned in insensate pain until
he finally popped it out.
    I lay there in the hammock swing as he untied me, his massive cock
still hard, brushing across my cum slicked face at one point.  He let
my arms and legs drop, cum dripping off my face, from my mouth and
nose, my gaping asshole facing the crowd.
     I don't remember doing anything for awhile.  I think some more
people were on stage fucking or getting whipped, but it was all a blur
to me as I lay there semi-comatose.
    After some time, Tom re-attached the leash and he gave it a tug,
pulling me upright.
    "Time to get dressed Roadpig," said Tom, smiling as usual.  "We
still have places to go and people to see."
    I looked at him bleary eyed as I stumbled to my feet, while he
pulled on the collar with my leash.  He was fully clothed, with his
formidable cock hidden away again.  I was still naked and he had taken
off my nipple clamps and the ball stretcher.  Everything felt sore and
abused.  I couldn't remember if Tom had cum in my ass or not - it felt
like a tunnel of molten melted flesh, still pulsing with heat.  I was
feeling sick and I had to pee again.  As Tom led me offstage, I could
see the whip marks on my body... I was fucked up and scared now.  What
had I got myself into?
    "Hey, that was great," some man shouted to Tom as we walked by his
table. "You guys could take that on the road, you know..."
    Tom looked at him and laughed.  Then he pushed me down to my knees
again onto the sticky floor, while he pulled up a chair and sat next to
the guy.  I couldn't hear what they were discussing anymore, but while
the guy was talking to Tom, he undid his pants, shoved down his
underwear and exposed his hard 7 inch cock to my face.  He casually
pulled my face down to his cock, still dicussing things with Tom.  I
didn't want to do this right now, but I knew I had no choice.  I took
him into my mouth and began sucking him.  I was exhausted and I had to
pee badly, but Tom and the man I was sucking talked for five or ten
minutes until, almost nonchalantly, I felt him tense and spurt his wet
juices into my mouth.  I swallowed his cum and continued gently sucking
his softening penis until Tom simply pulled me up by my leash again and
we walked away.
    "Uhh, Please, uhh, I have to pee," I said to Tom uncertainly.
    I fully expected him to have me piss on someone or something, but
he just led me to a bathroom and let me go pee.  Even though I now felt
disgusted by walking on the filthy bathroom floor in my bare feet, I
was again submissively grateful to Tom that he wasn't making me perform
some sort of pornographic act by simply pissing.  Nonetheless, my pee
burned as it came out of my prick, worrying me that I had damaged
something...  But then again, my whole body burned, including my loose
asshole.  I couldn't believe it when my soft dick got a little harder
after I peed.  I had to tell Tom I needed a break, but I didn't know
how.
   Tom led me to another room that had lockers and benches in it.  He
took all of the bondage stuff that I had been wearing from a locker and
put it out for me to get dressed again.  My head was swimming and my
mouth tasted like cum.  I could smell the sex on my face and I felt
even more disgusting.  I couldn't do this anymore.
   "Tom," I said tentatively, "I don't know if I can do this
anymore..."
   Tom yanked me upright, close to his face, by my leash, choking me
slightly.  Then he grabbed my naked balls and squeezed hard.  I opened
my mouth in pain, groaning at this sudden attack.
    "You are going to put on your lovely slave outfit and we are going
out again.  Okay, Roadpig?" Tom spoke in low menacing tones into my
face, all the while taking my breath away by crushing my ballsack...
    "Uhhhhhhhh..." I moaned, nodding my head, feeling hopelessly
trapped.
    "Ohhhhfuckk," I groaned again as Tom let go and pushed me down onto
a bench.
    He took off the metal cuffs on my wrists.
    "Get dressed.  Put everything on. If you're lucky, you'll get to
take it off again." he commanded and walked out of the locker room.
    Shitshit shit, I thought.  I'm fucked.  I can't fucking do this.
    I was exhausted; I felt dirty; I felt woozy and sick, but I didn't
know what else to do.  Reluctantly, I started putting on my slave
outfit.
    Everything was there.  After putting on the boots, still naked, I
spent some time attaching the sheath around my balls myself.  It wasn't
easy.  A couple of guys walked in, glancing at me, but paying no more
attention than if I was in a regular locker room.  They started
changing as I struggled into the stupid zippered shorts, making sure to
get my balls hanging out the bottom.  It took me awhile to crisscross
the straps and attach them to my slave collar and each other.
    I was finally left with the nipple clamps and the butt plug tail. I
did not want to fucking do this.  I thought about making a break for
it, but I didn't know how to get to Greg's place to get my stuff and I
couldn't see going on the road again hitchhiking dressed like this.
     The guys had finished changing from ordinary street clothes to
their S&M attire.  They looked to be in their thirties.  One guy had
put on an outfit similiar to Tom's, but with a lot more chains and
straps and he had on a black leather hat.  The other guy was dressed
only in a black leather jock strap, black slippers and a black studded
collar.  They saw me holding my ass plug, trying to figure out how I
was going to get it in me.
    "You need some help with that?" asked the black cap guy nicely.
    I sighed and nodded my head.  Fuck.
    "Okay, bend over," he said and he took the ass plug from my hand
and handed it to his almost naked partner.
    I bent over, putting my hands on the floor, spreading my legs to
open up the crack in my leather shorts.
    "Damn," said the guy in the cap appreciatively.
"Nice asshole. Looks like it's had a man sized prick in there already."

    This worried me all over again, but they spread my asscheeks and
the plug went in easily, sliding over its ribbed stem to its base.
    "This go in there too?" asked one of the guys, picking up the tail.
    "Yeah," I sighed, wondering what the fuck I was doing.
     They screwed in the tail and closed off my leather shorts.
     "That looks fucking great," said the cap man.  "You want one of
these honey?" he said to his partner.
     "UHHhhhhh," I cried out, pushing myself up off the floor and
batting his hand away from yanking on my tail.
    AHHHHHhhhhfuckk," I yelped again as the tail, pointed down now, hit
the bench and rammed the butt plug into my ass.
    I staggered away and stood there, my legs splayed open, panting as
I watched the tail bob out between my legs. Fuckingunbelievable.  The
two men were laughing at me when Tom walked back in.
    "Not bad Roadpig," Tom chuckled as he saw me there, tail between my
legs.
    "Is he yours Tommy?  I should have known by the size of his
asshole." said the guy in the cap. "What happened to Randi?"
    Tom grabbed the nipple clamps off of the bench and yanked on one of
my inflamed nipples, tightly clamping it.
   "AAHHHHhhhnnoo," I jerked and moaned at the pain.
   "Nothing happened to Randi," said Tom between gritted teeth as he
savagely attached the other nipple clamp. "It's playtime."
   "Uhhhhhhh," I moaned again at the pain, my legs buckling as
everything started hurting all over again -my asshole; my tortured
nipples; the hot whip marks on my ass and thighs...
    "AHhhhh, Uh, Uh,AHh, ahh," I panted as Tom steadied me by grabbing
the nipple chain and holding it up.
    "This is Roadpig." Tom said, displaying me to the pair of guys. "He
wanted to play, so we're playing.  Maybe I'll catch up with Randi later
and we'll play too..."
    The guy in the leather cap laughed in an odd sort of way.  The guy
in the jockstrap looked down at the floor.
    "All right Tom... Nice boy." said leather cap,
"Have fun.  We'll catch you later."
    They walked out and Tom grabbed my collar leash.
    "Okay piggyboy," said Tom, leading me out of the locker room. "You
look a little tired, so let's rev you back up again."
     He led me through the bar, down another hallway and knocked on a
locked door.  Somebody opened it and we walked in to another dimly lit
room.  One naked guy was chained to a bed eating another naked guy's
ass while a third nude man sucked on his cock. There were several other
guys, mostly naked, or just dressed with some straps or whatever
standing around talking and drinking.  One of them casually flicked the
ass of guy sucking off the chained man with a flogger. Again, all of
them were a lot older than I was, anywhere from 25 to 45.
   "Hey Tommy," said a couple of guys, eyeing me appreciately.  "Nice
slave boy."
    "Yeah, Roadpig is a honey," said Tom, leading me over to the men,
"But he needs a pick me up."
    "All right!" said one of them. "Help yourself."
    He indicated a glass table top.
    Damn, I thought, as Tom grabbed a spoonful of what had to be coke
from a bowl.  He expertly grabbed a razor blade and laid out several
lines.  Then he handed me a straw.
    "Snort up," he said.
    Fuck it.  I wasn't about to pass up this opportunity.  I snorted
several lines of coke, at first feeling my nose go numb, and then
licking up any leftover powder with my finger and rubbing around on my
gums.  Damn.
    "Here," said Tom, handing me a couple of black pills, "Drink these
down too."
    I was a little worried, but what the fuck, the coke was already
reviving me and I was starting to get high again.  I washed down the
pills with a glass of beer.
    The naked men were still writhing on the bed as we left.
    I gritted my teeth and let the unbelievable sensations wash through
my body as we left the club.  My dick was trying to get hard in the
leather shorts, but it couldn't.  I squirmed as we walked down the
stairs, my tail fucking me again, the nipple clamps sending waves of
pain down my chest.
    We walked out of the alley and Tom hailed another cab.  I was in a
complete haze as we got into the back seat.  This time I groaned in
pleasure as I sat on the dildo, driving it deeper into my ass.  I
started unzipping my shorts when Tom grabbed my hand.
    "My cock," I whispered, ashamed, "it's twisted.  Please..."
    "Yeah, well..." said Tom as he carefully flicked one of my clamped
nipples.
    I yelped and jerked forward at the pain as he continued, "what
gives you the fucking idea that you can touch yourself pigboy?"
    He seemed genuinely angry and I put my hands at my sides as I
groaned softly, my tail fucking me once more; my dick getting painfully
hard, twisted in the leather shorts.
   "Fucking pig," muttered Tom.  He grabbed my jaw, opened it and
popped the ball gag in.  Then he fastened it tightly around my head.
   We got out on a dark street in front of a bar and walked inside.
   There was a large bar in the middle of the room with stools and
booths all the way around.  It was obviously a gay bar - all of the
patrons were men, and there was a couple of guys wearing only thin
jockstraps gyrating on the bar.  I think they were professional
dancers.
   Tom squeezed us up to the bar and got himself a drink. I stood next
to him at the bar as he talked one of the bartenders.  I was stoned
wasted by now and I vacantly stared at the dancers and looked around
the room.  I got a lot of looks back from the guys around the bar as I
was definitely the only guy there with a gag in his mouth and dressed
as provocatively as I was to boot.  They all seemed to be leering at
me, wanting to rip my clothes off and fuck me on the floor. I could see
that some guys in the booths were obviously engaging in sex and I
watched, my cock still twisted.  It felt painfully hot and I
surreptiously unzipped my shorts and straightened myself out while Tom
was talking.  The guys staring at me watched hungrily.  I managed to
get my stiff member into its leather bulge and zip back up without Tom
noticing.  It felt so fucking good.  Everything felt so fucking good...
 I wanted to fuck again.  The only other men in the bar who were wearin
anything like the exotic costume I had on were the waiters. They were
naked...  At least that's what they looked like in my drug altered
conciousness. As I imagined the men all converging on me, fucking me
over and over, I stared at these naked waiters.  They had multi-colored
hard cocks and prominent ball sacks bulging between their legs. I
finally realized that they were wearing some sort of elaborate g-string
and that their penises and testicles were entirely bound and
prominently outlined by whatever it was they were wearing.  I stared in
a fascinated stupor.
   After Tom finished talking to the bartender, he walked around the
room, leading me by my leash, occaisionally greeting someone.  I could
see a guys casually getting sucked as we walked past the booths. The
whole bar was a cacophony of sounds and sights.  I was tripping out,
wide eyedly staring at everyone.   Finally, Tom stopped by another
booth and started talking to one of the guys there.  I just stood by
passively, not knowing what to do, my hips swaying and fucking the air,
my tail fucking my ass, in time with the music, my mouth gagged.  The
men at the booth laughed at my mindless eroticism as they talked with
Tom.
   Then, we left.  He led me out onto the street and we walked a couple
of blocks, past gay lovers dressed in all different ways.  We went into
another bar.
   Again the place was dark and loud, but this place was packed to the
gills with guys - in all different kinds of clothes.  A lot of them had
leather outfits on, but others were dressed casually.  I saw a lot of
bare flesh.  Tom led me through the crowd by my leash, squeezing
through the guys, greeting a couple, wending his way to the bar.  I was
continually groaning as my tail got caught or jerked into my asshole.
Hands caressed my flesh as we walked by.
    Again, Tom ordered a drink and I was again assaulted by sight and
sound as I looked over the patrons.  Tom engaged in some kind of
discussion with a guy standing next to him.
    Most of the guys who were dressed ordinarily were older, some of
them looked like they were in their fifties or sixties.  The guys
dressed in leathers were mostly older looking, although some could have
been in their twenties.  All of the guys that I could see who were
dressed like me, or wearing even less, were all under thirty, I think a
few were younger than I was.  There was a lot of talking and drinking
and smoking and dancing going on, but nobody seemed to be overtly
fucking or sucking.  I was again mesmerized by the whole thing, again
lost in a drug induced delerium...
        Tom got up and led me through the crowd into the large bathroom
where a group of guys were standing around another guy kneeling naked
on the floor pissing on him.  One guy was holding the back of his neck,
forcing his mouth open, so it could be flooded with piss.  The guy
holding the piss toy didn't seem to mind getting peed on himself.  I
could smell the hot urine and I could see myself kneeling there
drinking, soaking... My cock ached...  We walked through the bathroom,
its tiled floor soaked with piss, into another room - or series of
rooms.
     This place was darker and consisted of a large room with stalls or
cubbies or open spaces all around the perimeter.  It had a couple of
old stuffed chairs, couches and different size tables scattered around.
    There were a lot of men - in darkened corners; out in the middle
where there was light; behind booth doors; mostly naked, mostly fucking
and sucking.  Groans and grunts filled the room.  I could hear the
smack and the yelps of a couple of asses getting whipped.  It was a
scene from a pornographic movie.
    Tom let me caress him as we walked slowly around the room.  I was
trembling with excitement, thinking about Tom fucking my helpless ass
again, watching the various raunchy scenes of sexual debauchery - an
older man, naked, getting fucked by a very fat, boyish looking man;  a
well muscled naked man leaning against the wall, getting sucked by a
fully clothed older guy;  a small group of men in a dark cubby, fucking
someone on a swing like the one at the club; fucking; sucking; slave
leathers; collars; leashes; a naked ass in a dark corner getting
whipped by a guy decked out in leathers...  I wanted Tom to fuck me
again...  I was so fucking wasted...  This was a fucking wet dream come
true...  Tom was holding my leash tightly near my neck, as he led me
around. We stopped as we came to a scene where three men were involved.
   There was a fat guy who looked to be in his early thirties, dressed
in the dominant leather clothes, sitting in a chair.  A really, really
good looking blond boy was sitting on his lap. Totally naked, except
for a collar similiar to mine.  The fat guy's cock was up his ass and
he was squirming on it while he was sucking off another guy who was
fully clothed.  The blonde boy was my age or younger.  His blond hair
was really long and his body was hairless.  His hard, wet cock was
pulsing as the fat man fucked his ass. His cock was about 8 inches long
and fatter than mine. The kid had an incredible, well muscled body.  He
was fucking beautiful and looked so hot.  I wanted to suck his cock...
    The fat guy was stroking blonde boy's naked body as he sucked off
the man standing...
    "Hey Tom!" said the fat leather man, looking at us and smiling in a
perverse sort of way.
    Blondie kept sucking the guy standing.
    "Al." said Tom.  "Gotta a new Roadpig here."
    Tom pulled me over in front of Al.
    "Really," said Al, raising his hips and making the blond boy grunt
as he kept on sucking.
     He took his hand off of the blonde boy and grabbed my nipple
chains, pulling me down towards him.
    "MnnHHhhhh," I cried out, wincing in pain, but totally turned on,
high on drugs, everything sharp and edgy.
    "Yeah. Really." Tom said decisively, looking at the naked blond
boy, still sucking off the other guy.
     "Let's see what he's got," said Al, letting go of my nipples and
going back to stroking the blonde kid.
    "Take off your clothes Roadpig," said Tom.
"Everything."
    I scrambled to obey.  My cock was throbbing -  Yes... Fuck me!  But
it took me a couple of minutes to fully strip - the tail kept getting
in the way, and Tom used his leather strap on each new body part that
was exposed, smacking me and saying, "Hury up."
    I was breathing heavily with lust by the time I was naked.
     All the while the blonde guy seemed to be ignoring us, doing a
maestro's job of sucking off the guy standing in front of him, slowly
rocking on the cock shoved up his ass.
     I winced and moaned again as I finally took off the nipple clamps
and placed them in Tom's hand.  I stood in front of Al, completely
naked, except for the slave collar and the gag, my hard cock throbbing
violently, my hips swaying with fuck power.  I unbuckled the gag,
thinking about just dropping to my knees and seizing the blond kid's
hard cock in my mouth.  I opened my mouth, working out the kinks, my
tongue licking my lips, staring at the kid's large cock, bouncing back
and forth.  I wanted to suck him.
     "Nice," said Al, caressing my smooth naked belly, moving his hand
down to my shaved, stiff cock.
     "UUhhgnnngg" I cried as he forcefully grabbed my cock and balls
and pulled.
      At the same time, Tom smacked me on the ass with his strap,
saying "and he loves a good whipping."
     Al continued to squeeze my nuts and as I bent over in pain, he
turned his head and put his mouth to mine and shoved his tongue in
between my lips.  His fat tongue engulfed my mouth.  He tasted of
cigarettes and beer.  My cheek was pressed against the blond boy's back
as I kissed him back passionately, reaching out my hands to caress both
Al and his blond slave, my head exploding in the sensual feel of
bodies.  My hand slid down the boy's naked flesh to his cock...
     SMACK!  Tom hit my ass hard with his strap and I jerked and
moaned.  Al let go of my balls and pulled his mouth from mine and I
staggered backwards into Tom's arms.  He grabbed me, putting his hands
around my naked chest and pulling on my already sore nipples.
I moaned at the exquisite pain of his abuse and pressed my ass against
the hard bulge of his enormous cock.
    The man being sucked started bucking his hips, grabbing blondie's
head as he started spurting his hot cum into the blond boy's sucking
mouth.  The boy drank it in, swallowing and licking up every drop of
sperm with expertise. When he was done, the man pulled his cock from
the kid's mouth and started walking away.
   The boy shook his long blond hair and leaned back against Al,
licking his sensuous lips and staring directly at Tom and me like a
sastified cat.  He had an arrogant relaxed contempt to him as he took
in my naked body, my cock, Tom abusing my tits, making me moan, as he
wiggled his ass, stretching his naked form on Al's cock.
     "Well," said Tom, making me wince in pain, my knees buckling as he
pinched my nipples harder.
    "Plleeeaase, nooo," I protested, all of my sensation focused in my
tortured nipple flesh - but Tom did not let up and my mouth dropped
open in a muted scream of pain...
     "Well," repeated Al, reaching out and caressing my smooth, boyish
cock. "He's a little small... You think he'll fit?"
      Tom let go of my nipples and said "Try it."
      I staggered forwards now, panting, my nipples glowing points of
fire...
      Al tongued the blond boy's ear, his hand still on my cock and
whispered something.  The boy stared directly at Tom, putting his hands
on his knees.  Then he closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure as he
slowly rose off of Al's hard manhood.  He licked his lips and sighed as
Al's huge member popped out of his ass.
      I only had a second to look down and see that Al's towering penis
was almost as big as Tom's.  He was fucking huge.  My eyes lit up like
saucers as he gently pushed the blond kid aways and grabbed me and then
turned me around.
      "Open your asscheeks, boy." he said, putting his hand in the
middle of my back and pushing me over.
    I stared hungrily at the blond boy's hard cock as I eagerly bent
and did what he told me to do, putting my hands on the globes of my ass
and stretching them apart.  He drew me back between his legs and I felt
the huge tip of his hard cock position itself at my anus.
       "UNNnhhhhhhhhhh," I groaned as he started pulling me down onto
his fat, wet meat.
     I closed my eyes again, in fuck heaven, loving the pain of being
stretched again by Al's fucking massive tool.
     "AHHHHHhhhhgggggghhhhhh" I screamed and gurgled as the the full
length of his cock slid into my fucked asshole as he continued pulling
me all thee way down to his lap, slamming my naked buttocks on his
thighs, his fat stomach squeezing my ass.
     My head exploded again at this new abuse.  I felt like a sodomized
puppet.  I was panting in a frenzy at another huge cock stretching out
my rectum, driving in to me deeper than Tom's fuck pole had done.  The
room spun and I began shaking and moaning...
     I felt Al laugh and his mouth came to my ear, licking it as he had
done the blond boy's. He said, "Shhhhhh, shhhh, just relax little
pigboy," caressing my trembling flesh.
     I tried to relax, but his gargantuan fuckprick felt like it was
compressing my lungs inside my body.  There was no escape.  I moaned as
I squirmed on his huge cock, trying to make it fit comfortably.
     I heard Al laughing again as he pushed me down harder onto his
massive member - "Good fit" he said to Tom, "All right. Go ahead. You
boys can kiss and make up."
     I watched as Tom pulled the kid's face to him and drew blondie's
naked body to his, kissing him deeply, wrapping his arms around him in
a bear hug.  The naked blond boy started moaning and kissing Tom,
caressing his back, wrapping his legs around one of Tom's and humping
against him.
      Al continued playing with my abused body as Tom pulled blondie
off of him and said, "Randi, you cunt, I'm gonna whip your fucking
ass."
      Randi smiled and said, "Bitch.  It was your fault."
      Al stroked me as I watched this truly weird scene in a very
drugged out haze.  Their voices kept on fading in and out, but my body
was alive with erotic sensations as I felt Al's huge meat pulse inside
of me.
      Tom yanked on Randi's long blond hair, causing him to yelp with
pain, drawing him off of their kiss. "Suck pigboy's cock," said Tom,
turning Randi around and pushing his naked body down to my throbbing
penis.
      Randi grabbed my hard on and sucked it in between his cheeks.
      SMACK!  Randi jerked and yelped around my cock, sucking it even
harder as Tom started whipping his exposed ass with his leather strap.

      I was shaking and tripping out at this outrageous debauchery as
Al alternatively pinched my already abused nipples and grabbed Randi's
bobbing head to drive my cock deeper into his throat while Tom spanked
his ass red with his strap.
      I was screaming and moaning in uncontrolled, drugged out, passion
as this scene went on and on until I saw Tom's huge cock position
itself at Randi's ass.  He slammed the entire thing into Randi's
asshole with one long thrust.  I felt Randi scream and he opened his
mouth wide around my cock and it plunged into his throat.
      "AAHHHHHHHHH, auuhhh, ooooOOO,AAahhhh," I screamed passionately
as my hot flesh burned and vaporized, my entire body orgasming,
writhing on Al's giant penis, cumming, shooting my fiery load down
Randi's fuck stud throat.
      My prick spewed forth is fluids as Tom slammed in and out of
Randi's asshole, lifting his body up with the force his fucking.  My
cock continued to pump out its load onto Randi's flesh as his ripped
his mouth off of it and pressed his head against my stomach, his hands
digging into my thighs as Tom fucked him over and over, harder and
harder, Randi's naked flesh slamming into mine, trapped by Al's giant
cock in my ass.
       Randi's screams of pain lust mingled with my passionate cries as
I heard Al laughing fuck obscenties in my ear and I watched Tom's face
light up with an ecstatic carnal love.  His face turned up and his body
shook as he finally pumped his fuck juices into Randi's ass.  Everyone
was shaking and moaning and I could feel the pulse of Tom's cum in
Randi's sweat drenched body, his face pressed hard against my groin as
his mindless cries of passion burbled into my flesh...
     I lay limply against Al's fat stomach as Tom, his massive cock
still embedded in Randi's ass, drew the naked blond boy off of my lap
and up to him. I could see Randi's thick meat was still pulsing with
passion.
    Tom put a finger into Randi's sperm filled mouth and said, "I've
got some new clothes for you."
    He pulled Randi's face around and started kissing him, drawing out
my sperm with his tongue.
    "Let's get dressed," he said, pulling his massive softening cock
out of Randi's asshole.
    As Randi turned around, I could see his perfect naked body
glistening with perspiration.  Tom pointed to my clothes on the floor
and as Randi bent over, he presented his asshole to my eyes.  It was
stretched open, thick with cum, and as beautiful as the rest of his
body.  I still felt like I was hallucinating as I heard Al say, "Don't
you think Roadpig needs to clean up your boy?"
    Tom pushed Randi back towards us and I bent my head down to lick
his asshole.  Even though I had just cum, I started moaning in passion
again, my sore dick stiffening again, my inflamed asshole squeezing
Al's behemoth cock as I sucked Tom's spunk out of this perfect asshole.
 I licked and sucked with fervor, drinking Tom's cum, holding onto
Randi's ass, stretching around him to fondle his still throbbing
erection.  Als's hard meat stretched my own asshole in sparkles of pain
as I bent over farther to probe deeply into Randi's anal canal,
thrusting my wanton tongue as far as I could...
    Again, I was disappointed as Tom pulled Randi up again, dislodging
my tongue and handed him my clothes.
    I laid back against Al, moaning, rubbing my hands on my face,
savoring the taste of Tom's sperm and the blonde boy's asshole.
      I watched in drugged out bemusement as Tom dressed Randi in my
clothes, shoving the same butt plug that had been in my asshole into
Randis' ass, wrapping the leather sheath around his balls, attaching
the tail and putting on the nipple clamps.  All the while Al's cock was
still in my ass and Tom's cum was still on my lips.  I loved the way
Randi looked. He was so fucking hot - like a fucking porn star slave in
my costume.  He was beautiful.
     Al continued caressing my nude body, pinching my tits, squeezing
my nuts as I moaned with erotic pain, his huge cock still distending my
bowels, as Tom put the ball gag into Randi's mouth.  Then, he reached
over to me and fingered my slave collar.
     "I guess you'd better keep this for now, Roadpig," he said,
suddenly making me gasp with pain again as he savagely pinched a
nipple.
     "Have fun boys." said Al, as Tom led Randi away, preening with
sensual pride, dressed in my slave leathers.
      My whole world was a crazed quilt of Fuck.  I was all cock and
asshole and nipples and balls and everything else faded away as Al
continued to play with my feverish body.
      "Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh," I panted, reaching down with both
my hands and grabbing my pulsating cock.
     I wanted to cum again and I started jerking it roughly, wondering
how to cum, when Al grabbed both my arms and pulled me off myself.
     "You are new at this, aren't you pig? You don't get to cum again
until I want you to now... You fucking kids... First you perform..."
    "Yo," he shouted out to some older guy slinking around the room,
looking at the lewd fucking going on. "You need some of this?"
    He put his fingers at the corners of my mouth and pulled it open.
    The guy froze, but he stared at us and started tentatively walking
towards us.
    "Go ahead, put it in," said Al, still holding open my mouth, his
gigantic cock still churning my guts.
     The man was probably about 50 years old and he unzipped his pants
and took out a soft, thick cock.  Al let go of my mouth as the man
pushed his cock to my lips.  I sucked him inside, trying to suck the
soft meat to hardness as Al started fucking me a little bit more,
lifting my hips up slightly and letting me fall down again, his
behemoth rod jarring my insides.  I was moaning passionately again,
reveling in getting fucked by Al's monster rod, sucking and slobbering
over the cock in my mouth, caressing the man's hips, undoing his pants
further so that I could eat more of his prick.  My own hardon quivered
and pulsed with erotic energy.  All of this must have had an effect on
the man I was fellating and his dick grew in my mouth.  Al laughed
behind me as I sucked the man to hardness, massaging his balls, feeling
my drool wet his nutsack.  We went on this way for awhile until I was
rewarded by the older man grasping my head and pumping his hot seed
into my mouth.  I sucked and swallowed, loving the taste of his hot
sperm.  He finally pushed my face off of his spent cock.
   "Good," said Al, "Do it again."
   Al invited another fat black guy over to fuck my mouth.  His prick
was as big as Randi's had been and he was hard when he entered my oral
cavity.  He grabbed my head as Al continued to fuck my ass, harder and
harder.
    "Fuck that ass pussy of yours on my meat, boy." he said in my ear
as the black man fucked my face.
    I put my hands on either side of my ass onto Al's thighs and
started bouncing up and down on his immense hardness, trying to suck on
the black prick with only my lips and mouth.
    "Mghgh, mghgm, mghgh, mhhghh, mmmgmhh, hghm," I panted and moaned
as the black man fucked his cock to my throat and Al's massive bulk
continued to plow my used rectum.
    I squeezed his shaft with my anus; I twisted and turned; I fucked
him faster and faster; sucking on the black guy harder and harder,
burbling with joy at the overwhelming sensations, a fat cock in my
mouth, totally naked, on public display, getting reamed by a hot huge
horse cock.  I was totally fucked up, hallucinating colors and sounds,
just one giant burning fuckhole to be used and abused.  I was dimly
aware that there was a small group of men now watching this
pornographic spectacle.  But I continued to jiggle and bounce on and
on, sweating buckets of hot liquid, spinning, on fire, moaning, sucking
and fucking and sucking and fucking and sucking and fucking....
    Hot sperm shot into my mouth and I drank and swallowed as the black
man came and pulsed his white fuck juice into my guts.  I reached up
and grabbed his fountaining cock, sucking his hot juices, moaning,
loving the salty fuck taste of his cum.  I continued to shudder on Al's
elephant cock as he fucked me hard on his lap while I tried to suck
every last drop of sperm from my black abuser.
    The black man yanked his spent cock from my mouth and I immediately
put my hands back on Al's thighs, fucking his cock into my ass with a
new frenzy of lust.
    Al grabbed my chest nipples, pinching them hard and slamming my
naked body back into his.
    "AAAAhHHHHHHH," I screamed out in pain, cum spraying from my lips,
as I heard him moan in my ear as his cock erupted in my ass.
    "AYHYGHGHHHHhhh" I screamed again as he slammed one hand into my
tender balls and exploded my head into a world of brilliant sensual
pain.
     His molten cum shot into me, overflowing my used anal canal,
pumping into my intenstines, filling me up we his spunk...  I convulsed
and shook like a rag doll, overcome by his orgasm, feeling like my
whole body was orgasming, as his hot, hot sperm poured into me...
     Again and again I slammed back into him, convulsing and screaming
with pleasure over and over again...  My throat was clogged with
sperm... I felt hot gobs of cum splatter on my naked body as men jerked
off all over me to the show that we were putting on.
     Finally, Al held me, stopping my spasmodic jerking until I lay
there limply, his gigantic cock still up my ass, his huge cum dripping
onto his balls and the chair.    We both relaxed and I felt him soften
inside of my anal canal, his massive hardness slowly dwindling.
     "All right piggy, you are definitely hot..." sighed Al.  "Let's
take a break."
    He pulled me off of his dick. I heard a sucking pop as it came out
of my well used asshole.  I could barely stand upright.  The room was
spinning and the men looking at us seemed like demented sexual
cartoons.  Al got up and led me across the room, my bare feet sliding
on the sex sludge that coated the floor, over to a darkened cubby that
had a low slung hammock in it.  It was about 20 inches off the floor.
    "Sit down piggy boy," said Al.
    I gratefully fell into the hammock swing, lying on my back.  I was
still tripping out.
    I looked up at Al's massive drooping penis, glistening with my ass
and felt another wave of fuck lust sweep through me.  I moaned as
someone stretched my hands over my head and tied them off.  Then
someone else, or more than one person, stretched my legs over my head
and tied them and my arms together, so that I was totally inverted, my
hard, throbbing cock pointing at my face, my asshole pointing almost
straight up.  Most of my weight was on my shoulders, but the swing
cushioned them.
    I stared curiously at my throbbing meat, fascinated with its
hardness as I felt my freshly fucked guts try to adjust to this new
position. I  wasn't particularly comfortable, but I was much too
fucked up to notice.  I savored the fuck juices still in my mouth.
    The sights and sounds and smells of the fuck room were still
echoing and mutating.  I was helplessly postitioned and I just lay
there, a mass of sensual flesh, waiting for whatever came next.
    Hands caressed my ass, fingering my open asshole...  I moaned as
someone tried to shove all of their fingers into my ass, twisting their
hand.  It felt like I was being fucked by an elephant.  After awhile,
they stopped and I was alone again...
    "AAAAAAAAA" I cried out as someone brought a paddle down onto my
asshole.
    Mixed with the sounds of music and fuck noise and voices, I heard
men laughing and commenting and I could see it was Al above me.  The
paddle came down again.
     "OOHHH, AHH, OOHh,,,aahhh," I cried as the paddle kept on spanking
my ass.
     I was utterly defenseless and could only lie there and scream as
Al spanked my exposed ass and thighs to a fiery redness.
     I moaned in a thick soup of erotic heat.  My dick was painfully
hard again, right in front of my face, I tried to reach my tongue out
to lick it.  I wanted to suck my cock, but I couldn't reach it.  The
spanking stopped and I saw a hand upend a beer bottle.
     "UHHhhhhhhhoohoooo," I moaned in ecstasy as ice cold beer was
poured on my ass, splashing all over me, spilling into my asshole,
sliding down over my cock and balls, dripping onto my chest and into my
open mouth.
     I bounced up and down, fucking the empty air with sensual pleasure
as I was soaked with beer.  Through my sex fueled haze, I watched a
hand start pouring another beer into my open asshole.
     "UNNHHHHHHH," I groaned as the bottle was shoved into my ass,
easily sliding past its neck to the main body which was shoved into my
beer filled asshole.  It was very cold and I was very  hot.  I squeezed
my anal ring around the fat bottle.
     They left it there sticking half out of my ass as I watched in
dazed wonder, flexing my sphincter muscles.   There was a beer bottle
sticking out of my ass...  It looked so fucking perverted.
    I groaned again, my ass on fire from the spanking, my body soaked
with beer and cum and sweat.  My long red hair was wet and matted
underneath me. I bounced up and down in the swing, squeezing the bottle
with my anus, fucking myself, lost in the dreamy unreality of perverted
porn.
     After awhile somebody pulled the bottle from my asshole and a
man's face was pushed down to my gaping hole and he started lapping at
the liquids accumulated there.  He drank the mixture of beer and cum,
sucking my anus, fucking his tongue deeply into my stretched out
opening as I had done with Randi until I was shaking and moaning again
with pleasure.  Stars exploded in my head and I tried to raise my ass,
to shove it into his mouth... in another endless ectasy of sensual
pleasure.
    After that, Al untied me.
    My arms and legs felt paralyzed as they were released and I
couldn't move.  The liquids dripped from my ass.  The fuck room was
still echoing and spinning as Al and another guy lifted me up and moved
me over a couple of feet.  There was another swing hammock there, but
this one looked like leather and it was higher up off the floor.  I saw
men around me, stroking their cocks, laughing, playing with each other,
naked and dressed, sucking and fucking,  as I was laid down again onto
the leather sling.  Al manipulated my body so that my ass was over an
empty space at the edge of the sling. It formed a vee with leg rests
that climbed into the air attached to the sling ropes.  I was still
totally fucked up.  My insides felt wet and liquids still trickled from
my ass. My cock still hurt with hard fire.
    Al raised and spread my legs again onto the leather supports. He
strapped some buckles over my calves and thighs.  But I could see
everything and my hands were free.  I reached over my head to grasp the
sling ropes.  My asshole was wide open again.
     I watched Al with the paddle in his hand again.
     He looked like another hallucination to me.  His massive prick was
still sticking out, hard.
     SLAP! "AHHHHHHHHHHH" I cried out in pain, my burning ass exploding
as Al brought the paddle down onto my exposed asscheek again.
    He laughed and caressed my red ass. I moaned, gripping the ropes
tightly, feeling the cool touch of his hand.
     SMACK!  I screamed as he brought the paddle down on my other
asscheek.  Again I moaned with pleasure as he caressed my redness.
     SMACK!  I watched Al spanking my ass with a paddle as I jerked and
cried out again in pain and lust.  My ass was on fire and Al was
stoking the blaze, driving me to new limits of pain.
      It hurt, but through my haze, I could see that I was the center
of attention again.  I was surrounded by horny men with their cocks
out.  I was still hard as a rock.
    I grunted with pain again at each stroke until Al finally stopped
and caressed my flaming hot ass, his hands moving up to my cock,
caressing the smooth flesh of my groin, grasping and kneading my
testicles. Other hands massaged my naked stomach, played with my
nipples; fingers were stuck into my mouth and I licked and sucked them
in mindless lust.
    Al inserted his lubricated fingers into my gaping asshole.
    "UHHNNNNGHHHHH," I grunted in pain as he again tried to wiggle his
hand into my fuck hole.
     "AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH," I cried out as I felt his hand pop into my
asshole, my cries being muffled as the fingers in my mouth were also
shoved in, palpating my tongue.
     My back arched again I was panting and sweating with insane lust
as hands squeezed and yanked on my cock; abused my body and Al fucked
my ass with his fist.
     "UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH," I panted, fucking back at Al's foul
intrusion into my ass.
     "UHHNNNHAAAAHHHHH"  I groaned as he pulled his fist from my ass.
     My sphincter barely resisted his fat cockhead as, with a violent,
savage thrust, he slammed his cock mercilessly back into me, back up to
the hilt.
     His joyous dominant laughter mingled with my cries of pain.
     He started fucking me again.  Again slamming his full torrid ram
into me and and again and again. In and out, keeping up a roaring pace
that overwhelmed my senses. His hands reached over to my chest and
began twisting and pinching my nipples, holding onto my chest nubs
while he fucked my ass. Once more, everything turned white and sparks
went off in my head.  His fat belly was rubbing my cock and balls, and
I suddenly felt myself cumming again. I reached down with one hand,
grabbing my dick under his flesh, squeezing my erupting penis and
pumping out more spunk, shooting it into Al's hot flesh.
    My asshole pulsed around Al's cock and he increased his tempo,
riding my asshole faster and faster, until once more his hot cum
started shooting into my ass.  He moaned and squeezed my nipples until
I blacked out again from the lust; from the pain; from the utter
degradation...
    I felt Al again pull his softening cock from my ass. He walked over
to my face.
    "Clean me gently, pig boy," he said, placing his fat cock on my
lips.  I put my hands to his leather covered ass and bent my head
backwards to lick off the mixture of cum, lube and all of my other ass
juices until he was clean.
     "You are hot piggy." said Al.
     Another cock slid into my fucked asshole.  I moaned...
     Al moved away and a cock probed at my lips.  I opened and let its
hardness slide into my mouth.  As I sucked, I felt the other man plunge
in and out of my ass.
    "Slut... Roadpig... Fuck... Beautiful... Young... Flesh... Hot...
Ripped open..."
    All this and more wafted out and in of my hearing as I was fucked.
I was a hot toy buzzing on overdrive sexed fuck and I took everything I
could.
   Men fucked my ass. Some fucked my mouth. Some came in my ass.
Others pulled out and came on my face or stomach or naked flesh.  Some
made me clean off their
cock when they were done.  Sometimes, both holes were filled as they
pounded on me at the same time.
    "UUUNNNNN" I cried out again as two guys spread my legs even
farther and I gripped the cords of the swing hard as I watched them try
to get both of their cocks in my ass at once.  They succeeded in
stretching my already abused asshole, each grabbing a my naked thigh,
forcing me apart, their naked hips stretching my legs even further,
forcing two dicks into me at the same time.  I watched, fascinated,
licking the cum from my lips as they both fucked me, their cocks
deliciously widening my ass and I shuddered and moaned as they came,
finally adding their load to the reservoir of sperm in my ass.  It was
so fucking hot. I opened my mouth and moaned in ecstasy as they left,
sliding my hands down my cum soaked body to my ass, my fingers seeking
to grasp the cum leaking out of me.  I brought my fingers back to my
mouth to lick at the fuck juices from my ass.
    More cocks.  More cum...  At one point someone sucked my own naked
cum soaked cock and I came again.
    I was abused, fucked, used and covered with cum and I loved it,
moaning and jerking and putting on an insanely erotic show the entire
time while a dozen men fucked my ass... fucked my mouth... fucked me
over and over and over again...
    Time passed.  I may have passed out.  I may have been conscious the
whole time.  I don't know.
    There were two men fucking my ass and mouth again.  I felt a hot
load of piss start splashing on my chest.  Arguments.  Yelling at each
other.  The piss stopped.  The man fucking my ass pulled out and
unstrapped my legs. The other guy fucking my mouth had also pulled out
and they helped me get upright.
    "C'mon," said the guy that had been in my ass, "We're going to go
party with my friends instead of these anti-social fuckers."
    I looked at the two men.  They both had black leather biker outfits
on.  They were both very drunk, but they looked friendly as they helped
me wobbly to my feet.  There were still people fucking and sucking, but
far fewer than before.  I let the bikers help support me as we walked
out of the fuck room.  They didn't seem to mind that I was dripping
with cum and piss and god knows what else and that I was still totally
naked.
     "Gotta pee," I mumbled as we walked into the bathroom, my bare
feet wet on the urine soaked floor.
     They laughed hysterically at this, but helped me face a urinal.  I
looked in bewilderment at my still hard cock.  It was throbbing with a
mixture of pain and arousal, but I couldn't believe that it was hard.
I stood there trying to pee and empty my painfully full bladder.
      I stood there awhile, unable to pee through my hard on until one
of the guys said, "Here, maybe this will help you."
     He parted my asscheeks and slid his hard cock easily into my
asshole, pressing me into the urinal as he started fucking me. His
friend laughed as I said, "No, I can't, please...."
     He ignored me as he fucked me for a couple of minutes, grunting
and groaning, almost slamming me into the urinal with his force.
     "Hey, Frankie, c'mon, let the kid pee, for Christ's sake.  I wanna
bring him back with us..." said the other guy.
     "Fuck. I like his pussy," said Frank shoving his cock deep into my
ass, almost lifting me off my feet.
     He pulled out and I suddenly could pee.  My flow started as he
said, "Fuck it, c'mon pussy boy, you can pee when we get there."
     He grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the urinal and my piss
shot out onto the already soaked floor.  I couldn't stop.
     "Bastard," he said jumping away, watching me and tucking his hard
cock back into his pants.
     His friend started laughing uproariously again.  They both watched
me stand there, my hard cock shooting pee up in the air and onto the
floor. I could feel the hot piss splashing on my bare feet and calves,
but it was pointless to even think about it.  It even felt good.  I
sighed with incredible satisfaction when I was finally done.
Immediately Frank grabbed my arm again and said, "All right.  C'mon
pussy, let's go."
     His friend grabbed the other arm and they led me naked, with only
my slave collar on, through the almost deserted bar.  The few men there
looked at us with a mixture of digust and humorous lust.  My cock was
still hard and I must have presented an interesting display - my flesh
shiny with fuck fluids; totally naked and shaved; my long red hair all
matted and skanky - between two bikers who were drunk, but obviously
going to fuck me.  We walked out the door into the dead morning hours
of the city.  I was still totally fucking naked, but I was still
totally fucked up and I could care less.  These two total strangers who
were going to take me somewhere and fuck the hell out me again.   Fuck
it, that's what I was made for.
    Frank reached into a compartment in the motorcyle and grabbed a
t-shirt.  "Put this on pussy boy.  We don't want to get stopped."
    They both laughed again at this as I pulled the t-shirt over my wet
body. Still totally naked from the waist down, I got behind Frank,
slipping on the leather seat from all the cum in my ass and on my
thighs. This was totally unreal.  I was riding naked through a strange
city on the back of a motorcyle...
    I had to concentrate with all of my might to grasp the biker's
waist and keep my head into his back.  I didn't want to fall off.  The
air chilled my cum soaked body, but I still didn't care that I was half
 naked, driving on the city streets.  I was that fucked up.
    Time passed until we finally stopped at another darkened street
that looked like a warehouse district. A garage door opened up and we
drove inside to a big fucking lighted warehouse room.
    They parked their bikes next to a bunch of others and we got off.
There were bikers all over the room.  Near the bikes, on the concrete
floor of the warehouse, there was a naked short haired tattooed girl on
her knees.  One man was pissing on her face and into her open mouth;
another stood behind her, pissing on her hair and naked back.  She
looked like she was enjoying herself.
    We walked across a concrete floor to the back where there were a
bunch of bikers lazing around. Another naked woman was being fucked on
a couch, the two oblivious to the other men in the room.  Most of the
bikers were at the pool table where a plump, naked woman sat with her
legs spread open.  There was large, sloped tray in front of her that
was attached to an open chute that ran into her spread cunt.  They were
shooting pool balls into her cunt and she grunted, throwing her head
back each time one hit her.
     They looked at us walking up.
    "Jesus Christ, Frank.  What the fuck is that?" one of the guys
said, referring to me.
     "It's a pussy boy," said Frank, still drunk.
     "He followed us home and the little queer would fuck your dog if
you wanted him to; he'd even fuck Suzy here," he said referring to the
fat, naked broad on the table.
     Everyone laughed and Suzy said, "Fuck you," to Frank.
     "Hey, he's a fuckin' cum dump." said Frank.
     I just stood there, still dizzy with drugs and sex and the
motorcylce ride.  I was still unconnected with reality, but my hard
cock still throbbing.
     "Fuck." said the guy.  "Dan?"
     The other biker said, "You should see this kid in action Matt.
Anything.  And, I mean anything."
     "Shit. Fuck.  All right."  A chorus of agreements, obscenities and
crude jokes came at us from the other guys at the pool table, but Matt
said, "Damn, he's fucking skanky. Bring him over here."
     I was dragged over to the pool table where my t-shirt was taken
off.  I was lifted up onto the edge and again pushed back, so that I
was lying on the table.
     "Lift up those legs, pussy boy," said Matt,"Let's see what you've
got."
      I was exhausted, and even though the drugs were beginning to wear
off a little and a dim corner of my brain was wondering where the fuck
I was and what was I doing naked on a pool table with a bunch of
strange men, I still lifted up my legs, exposing my truly well used
asshole.
     "Damn," laughed Matt, "This boy has been fucked."
     He flipped his pool cue around and pushed the fat end into my open
anal cavity.  It slid in without resistance. A feral grin spread across
his face as he shoved the cue deep into my ass!
     "AAAAHHHNNOOMMooo," I screamed as the handle sunk deep into me and
I tried to jerk back onto the table.
     But I couldn't put my feet down without driving the cue farther
into me.
    "Pleasse, No,, please, I can't," I begged, as Matt began fucking me
with the invading pole, shoving it in and out, jerking it around.
    "Hey, hey," he laughed along with the rest of the crowd around the
table, ignoring my pleas and fucking my unfortunate asshole, twisting
the pool cue, changing the angle and spreading my nether hole.
     "Stop, pleasee, please,stop,ahhhhh, gdddd, nooo," I moaned as I
was fucked once more as the man plunged the rod as deeply as it would
go.
      My cries dissolved into incoherent gurgles as my guts were
shifted and stirred again.
    "Hey, don't kill the kid," said another guy.
" Jesus. C'mon."
   He put his hand on the pool cue in my ass. "Pool! He said, "How
about pussy pool in the kid's ass?  Looks big enough!"
    Everybody laughed again. "Yeah," a few voices agreed.
     "Ya think?" said Matt. "Fuck, why not...  Hey, Suzy Q, give us our
balls here."
     I moaned again as he pulled the the pool cue from my ass and I
looked upside down at the woman on the other end of the table.
    She pulled the chute from her cunt and got up, walking on the
table.  She straddled my naked body, walking over to the edge where she
put her hands on her thighs and squatted, bending over.  Her round
asshole was also wide open, spread before my eyes as wet, glistening
pool balls began to drop from her cunt.
    "AHH," I cried out as one hit me in the nuts. I jerked back up the
table, as the balls continued to drop out of her.  I lost count, but it
looked like eight or ten balls slid out of her cunt.
    "Set up pussy boy." said Matt.
    A couple of guys grabbed my arms and legs and slid me down the
table so that my head was on the edge.  They spread my legs, bending my
knees so that my feet were flat on the table and holding my legs apart
so that my asshole was again stretched wide open.  I was scared and
sobering up fast. They were going to kill me if they tried to put ten
pools balls up my ass.  My erection wilted. I was afraid they were
going to really hurt me.
    "Pleasee, don't do this." I begged, no longer as stoned as I had
been.
    The t-shirt was shoved into my mouth and tied around my jaw.  "Shut
the fuck up, ya cunt," said the guy tying the rag around my head.
    "Nnnnnnnnnn" I protested through the gag as they pushed the
speculum attached to the chute into me, spreading my already gaping
asshole.  As they forced it into my well lubricated ass, the sides of
speculum pivoted to flatten along the chute, its tapered end opening,
spreading my asshole wider than it had been.
    "HHHHHHHHHhhmmmmnnnnnnnn," I tried to scream through the gag,
unready for this new abuse.  They were tearing me apart.
     Please, no.  My hole was stretched wide.  I could see what was
happening.  A trickle of fluid ran from my opened asshole down the
tray.
     I started breathing heavily again as I watched  one of the bikers
set two pool balls on the table.
     "This should work great," he said as he lined up two balls with
the cue sticks.
     The two guys kept my knees apart as the biker lined up the shot
and smashed the cue ball into the other ball. The cue ball stopped in
its tracks as the other ball shot down the table, up the ramp and
smacked into the inside of my thigh, ricocheting off, slamming into the
metal speculum and bouncing back down the table.  I moaned at the
shock.
     "Fuck it," said Matt, grabbing the pool cue. "We should put you up
there instead of pussy boy.  You shoot like a girl."
     The men laughed as Matt lined up another shot, whacking the ball
and shooting straight down the table.
     "NNNNNNNNNNNNNNN" I screamed throught the gag at the sudden pain
as the ball smashed into me, entering my stretched out hole and lodging
in the hot flesh of my rectum.
     Everyone laughed again and they started making bets as another guy
took the cue.  He put another ball down, again lining it up, hitting it
and powering it up the table. It went right into my asshole, smacking
the the first ball, driving it farther inside me, but it rebounded,
rolling out of my ass back onto the table.  Waves of pain shot through
my tortured ass as I felt the first ball in my guts.
    They started arguing over whether that counted as a hit.  Somebody
else took up the cue.  He shot a ball down the table, up the ramp and
it again shot into my open asshole, hitting the ball inside, driving it
in even deeper. Now there were two pool balls in me.  The feeling
inside my rectum was bizarre. The pain had diminished and it felt like
I had two separate super sized cocks in there.  I was getting turned on
again.  My anus was conforming to its new stretching.  My cock, which
had softened, started stirring.  I was being fucked by pool balls and
the sensations created a new erotic craving in my fucked ass canal. I
started panting harder through my gag.
     "Fuck, look," someone said at my stiffening cock, "the pussy bitch
is enjoying himself."
     The men started drunkenly chanting "Ass ball, pussy ball, ass
ball, pussy ball..."
     Another man took up postition and I watched as another pool ball
shot down the table, this time hitting right above the side of my knee
and careening into the speculum and rolling down the other side.
     "Pussy shot," the men yelled.
      Another man tried, hitting the ball square into my asshole again,
smashing into the second one inside of me, driving both balls deeper
into me before rebounding back onto the table.
     "UNNHhhhhggnnhhh," I arched my back, getting fucked by pool balls,
my dick hard and achy.
     Another ball smacked into the two in my ass, lodging all the way
in this time.  My body jerked again as I cried out.
     The next ball hit the others, but stayed right at the speculum,
lodged in the opening of my asshole. The next shoved that ball in and
rebounded.
     "What is that, four?" asked the biker leader.
     The bikers roared their approval.
     I moaned in delirious pleasure.
     WHAM! The next ball rocketed up the chute, clunking against the
others driving them in deeper.
     I shrieked through the gag as the fifth ball lodged in my rectum.
I was moaning and groaning continuously, only raising my volume and
pitch as
each new ball hurtled up the cues to smack into my ass.
     "EEEEAAaahhhhhhh!!!!!" I screamed as a sixth ball bounced off the
speculum and slammed into my testicles.
     Everybody laughed hysterically at that.  Still another ball shot
up the ramp, but this one smacked into my thigh again.
     "Fuckers" said Matt and he grabbed the cue again. "You guys can't
shoot worth shit."
     Another ball smacked into the fifth ball in my ass, but it still
bounced off.  My naked body was trembling on the table and I could feel
the pool balls deep in my guts.
     They tried a few more times to lodge another ball inside of me,
but I was full and the fifth ball was lodged just inside my asshole.
I was beyond pain.  It was all for their pleasure and I was crazed with
masochistic lust.  My thighs were bruised from the pool shots and my
nuts were aching, but I had five fucking pool ball in my ass and they
were fucking me like nothing else had ever done.
     They lost interest and pulled the clamped speculum ramp out of my
ass.  One of the balls came with it, letting me close my legs. My
asshole closed around the pool balls and my legs came down on the
table, trapping the balls in my ass. I lay there moaning through the
gag and rolling on the table, humping my ass, feeling the balls fuck me
in my groin; in my stomach; in my asshole; everywhere.  Then I was
pulled back on the table and my head flopped over the edge.  The gag
was pulled off and a hard cock was thrust into my mouth.  My head again
exploded into light as I reached for the man fucking me and pulled him
hard to my face, his cock slipping easily into my throat.  I sucked him
hard, grasping his ass, deep throating him until I had to gasp for
breath...  Then I pulled him in again and again, sucking like a mad
whore, getting fucked continously in my anal canal, until I was again
rewarded with his hot sperm.  I eagerly drank his cum until he pulled
out of my fuck mouth.
     His cock was replaced by another.  I sucked and grunted as a few
guys continued playing pool around my naked body.  I was poked and
prodded with pool cues and hit with pool balls, sometimes causing me to
gag as they skipped into my balls or cock.  I was delerious with slave
fuck pleasure.  I was a fuck whore meant to be used for others
amusement.  It turned me on over and over again...  I sucked cock after
cock, cum flowing down my throat, down my face, covering me...  I was
living in a different dimension where nothing existed besides sex.
Everything faded...  Nothing but Roadpig grunting fucksex...
      I woke up...
      The room was quiet.  I moaned.  My guts churned and I felt sick.
I turned my head and tried to open my eyes.  They were glued shut by
cum.  My whole face was crusty with cum.  I gagged on the fuck juices
in my mouth as I used my fingers to wipe open my eyes.  My neck ached
and I could barely turn my head. My whole fucking body ached.  My
stomach was churning  and I felt sick.
     "Ouuhhhhh, fuck" I moaned as I tried to raise my throbbing head.
    I was still lying on the pool table, naked. I tried to get up.
    "AAhhshit!!" I cried out, feeling the fucking pool balls in my
guts.  I lurched up in horror, rolling off the table, feeling the balls
move in my guts, hurting my body as I fell onto the floor.  I screamed
out in pain as I rolled to my knees onto the concrete floor.
    I puked.  Throwing up the contents of my stomach, tasting digested
piss as the liquid heaved out of me.  My rectum convulsed and I shat
out a ball, feeling it clunk onto the floor.
   "AAHhhh," I sobbed as I puked again.
   It felt like a fucking bowling ball had ripped out my ass.  I felt
My asshole felt like it had been torn open as I passed the ball.  My
guts were on fire. I groaned loudly, putting my face down into my own
piss vomit as I shat out another ball.  I pushed myself up off the
floor and heaved again while the other two balls shot out of my ass
with gut wrenching force.  I collapsed in my own puke...
   I lay there sobbing, in painful agony, unable to think or move,
naked and alone until the stench of my vomit aroused me and I crawled
across the slime on the floor over to the couch.  Iput my face into the
filthy seat cushions on the couch.  Feeling totally wasted and deathly
ill, I crawled up onto the couch and passed out again...
   When I woke up again the place was empty.  I could hear the normal
sounds of the day outside.  I lay there on the couch in a total
stupefied daze, not knowing what the fuck to do...  I laid there for
awhile, glancing over at the pool balls on the floor that had come out
of my ass.  My naked body was covered with bruises and welts.  My hair
was stiff with dried cum and piss.  My mouth and nose were still filled
with the acrid taste of piss vomit.  Unsteadily, I got to my feet.  I
had to find a bathroom.  As I looked around, I saw that most of the
motorcycles were gone, but that several were still here.  I found a
bathroom.
    It was as disgusting as the rest of the place.  It probably hadn't
been cleaned in ten years, but it didn't stink much worse than I felt
and it had a washbasin.  I put my head down and turned on the water,
washing my face and hair and neck and whatever else I could get to the
basin.  I drank water and soaked every part of my body I could reach.
My flesh felt scarred, but I realized that it was mainly welts  from
the whippings I had received.
   I started crying when I tried to wash my asshole.  It felt hot and
open.  What the fuck had I done to myself now?
   I went to the toilet and vomited up all the water I had just drunk.
   I sat on the bathroom floor, naked and crying.
   I took off the slave collar and threw it away.  This was bad fucking
news.
   I was in some biker hell, totally naked, abandoned by Tom; all my
fucking hitchhiking stuff was with Greg and I didn't know where the
fuck that was...
   I cleaned myself again at the sink and I finally felt fit enough to
walk, although my asshole and guts felt like, well, they felt like
someone had shot a game of pool up my ass.  I hurt.  I waddled slightly
as I walked around, opening doors and finding the biker boys still
sleeping in various rooms.  I did not know what the fuck to do.  I was
fucked.  There were only four guys asleep in the place, one to each
room.  Their were no chicks.  One of their clocks said it was 11 AM in
the morning.
I went back to the pool room and laid down on the filthy couch,
everything spinning again.  I fell asleep.
    I woke up and lay there in a daze, unable to think about fucked up
I was and how I had just totally fucked myself...
    I heard one of the guys come out of his bedroom.
    "Hello," I said weakly.
    He looked into the pool room, saw me and laughed groggily.  "Shit,
you still here?" he said as he walked towards me.
    He was totally naked and extremely hairy.  I didn't recognize him,
but his cock was sticking out, hard and thick.
    "Okay, whatever," he yawned, grabbing my head, pulling me towards
his cock. "I gotta pee."
     "No!" I said, struggling and turning my face away.  "I can't.
Please."
      He grabbed my head with both hands and said "Look, ya little
queer, I gotta pee and you're the fucking piss boy.  Or should I shove
another cue up that ass cunt of yours?
     He was squeezing my head hard and I started crying again as I took
him into my mouth.
     My tears dripped down my face as he stood there for a moment,
passively waiting, until I felt his hot urine shoot into my mouth and
directly down my throat,
forcing me to drink.  I felt like vomiting again, but I was afraid he
would literally kill me if I did. His piss overflowed my mouth and
washed down my chin,  dripping onto my chest and cock.  He stood there
and peed and peed and peed, forcing my stomach full of the vile waste
again.  When he was done, he pushed my face away with contempt and
walked back to the bathroom.
    When he was gone, I vomited the piss contents of my stomach into
the couch cushions...
    I had to fucking get out. Without thinking anymore, while the naked
guy was still in the bathroom, I got up off the couch and walked
quickly into the first room I came to. The guy was still sleeping.  I
simply grabbed a pair of pants and a shirt that were lying there and
ran out, back into the pool room and through the door outside.  It was
full daylight outside and there were trucks and people loading and
unloading stuff in the street and onto docks.  A few of them saw that I
was stark naked.  But, as I struggled to put on the clothes I had
grabbed, no one came over to me or said anything other than pointing me
out to their buddies.  I quickly dressed and walked down the street
wearing nothing besides the pants and shirt.  There was nothing in the
pockets...
     I walked in my bare feet for awhile until I came to a park where I
could sit down and think.  Eventually, I found the bums, the homeless
people of 1974.  I found out where I could get a meal and some shoes,
carefully staying away from the topic of where I could find my queer
sadomasochistic masters...
     At the charity place I finally got to, after eating and getting
some shoes, I tried to find someone there who might be queer.  I had to
find Greg and my stuff.
    After a fucking night of gang banging on my ass, I had acquired
some sort of queer feeling and I approached one of the workers who
looked like he might help me.  I tried to discreetly tell my story to
him about how I had been partying with some queer friends I had met and
how I got separated.
    After I got told him my story, he shushed me and led me back to a
private closet in the charity house.  I sighed.  When he closed the
door, I got down on my knees and started opening his pants.  He let me
and I took out a soft cock and brought it to my lips, sucking him into
my mouth.
   "That's enough," he said, pushing me away. "I don't want to lose my
job here. I just had to make sure you were okay before I start sending
you to find your friends."
    I was grateful for his compassion and I got up. He actually gave me
some money and told me how to get to the leather bar where I had lost
Al.  He explained that that was not his scene at all and he didn't know
my friends, but that he was glad to help.
     I got to the leather bar about 6 PM and even though it was Sunday,
it was open.  I wandered in. The place was fairly empty.  There were a
few people drinking at the bar.  I wandered back through the bathroom,
amazed that the place was now clean and back into the fuck room.  I
think maybe a couple of the closeted booths had guys in them - I could
hear slurping and soft moans, but the place was otherwise empty.  I
didn't know what to do.  The thought of waiting in the back here
basically meant inviting people to fuck me again.  My whole body,
including my mouth, my cock and my asshole were all still really sore.
And I was afraid I had wrecked my asshole.  I couldn't go through
another rape night.
   I finally confided in the bartender, which is what I should have
done in the first place.  He didn't work late nights much, so he didn't
know most of the dominant leather crowd, but he did know who Al was.
He told me how to get to the Sex Shop and the neighborhood that Tom and
Greg and Sam all lived in.  It only occurred to me then that the queer
guy at the charity house probably could have told me the same thing if
I would have asked.
   Fuck.
   I got to the neighborhood and found Greg and Sam's apartment
building.  It was 8 PM on a Sunday evening. Both of their first names
were on their mailbox buzzer.  I buzzed the bell.
   I was prepared to be as pissed off as I could about Greg and Sam
"stealing" my stuff but when they let me in, they were both mortified
at what had happened to me.  Al was supposed to have taken me home and
then I could have done what I wanted.  Greg wanted Sam to call Al and
make him come over and apologize, but Sam refused.  He was not as
sympathetic to my woes as Greg was, but he did feel that Al had been
irresponsible.   However, they both treated me very nicely.  When I
expressed my fears about my asshole, Greg had me take my clothes off
and they gently examined me. Greg assured me that it was not ruined and
he showed me his asshole, which was very elastic, but closed tightly.
We discussed excercises that I already knew about (a kind of yoga
actually) to tighten up my ass.  He assured me that if I took care of
myself, that my asshole would be almost normal again.  It would never
be the tight shit hole I had before I let Mr. Saunders and the rest of
the world fuck me, but it could be normal...
   I spent the night there of course. Greg was gentle to me and I slept
with them in their huge bed. Greg actually massaged my whipped body and
my anus with herbal oils while Sam played with his asshole.  It was
erotically funny.  They told me all about Tom and Randi and how they
were a couple and how they had a fight and Randi went to Al and how Tom
figured he could trade me to replace Randi and and how they shouldn't
have done that to me and on and on... Greg sucked me gently before I
went to sleep and I came in his mouth... That was the best because I
was just happy that I could get hard and excited without being tied up
and whipped...
     I continued hitchhiking to California the next morning.  By the
time I got back home several weeks later, that whole slave experience
had become the most erotic fantasy in my file of fantasies.  It made me
very, very hard whenever I thought about it.  I imagined over and over
again Tom's giant cock fucking me... Al fucking me... being bathed in a
sea of cum and piss... having the bikers use me like a throwaway
whore...
     It all made me hard and I jerked off to the sights inside my head.
     It was safer that way.

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